Golden Hour in Stereo

Verse

Finger tracing the static line on the dial

Crickets humming in four counting measure time

Your hair catches sunset light through the blinds

I don't need radio love when we are kind

Pre-Chorus

Do you remember how every song used to feel?

How they all sounded like they were written just for us and sealed

Chorus

We found our own golden hour in stereo

Static fading, only love remains clear

Verse

Dust rising off the driveway as we walk out

Your hand finds mine without a sound at all

The sky turns pink above the old oak tree

This is where the whole world slows down to three

Pre-Chorus

Do you remember how every song used to feel?

How they all sounded like they were written just for us and sealed

Chorus

We found our own golden hour in stereo

Static fading, only love remains clear

Bridge

No static necessary

Just the hum of two hearts beating as one

Golden hour in stereo, turned down low so we can hear what really matters when it comes to this

Every other song just disappears and leaves us with the melody that's ours alone