Letters From a Small Town | Heartfelt Country Song About Love & Memories

In a dusty box beneath my bed Tied with twine the words you said Faded ink on a yellowed line A piece of you I still call mine Letters from a small town where the roads run slow Stories of a life where the river flows You wrote me your heart in words plain and true Letters from a small town All I have of you You talked about the diner on May The autumn rain on a windowpane How the church bells ring at half past three How you wished that I was there to see Every word, a picture clear Your voice still whispers year by year Letters from a small town where the roads run slow Stories of a life where the river flows You wrote me your heart in words plain and true Letters from a small town All I have of you The sand of pine, the gravel roads Your favorite tree where the wild wind blows I read your words, they pull me back To a place I lost, a faded track