Pop
The Return
A pop song with Latin influences about a man who was once poor and was forced to leave the village where he lived. One day, he returned, rich in money, but also in love.
[Verse]
Used to walk these streets
Head down real low
No shoes on my feet
Now look at me glow
[Prechorus]
They all whisper
They remember
But I don't care no
[Chorus]
I'm back in my town
Got a new ride
They still hate me now
But I got forgiveness inside
[Verse 2]
Remember the days
They pushed me around
Now I'm in a haze
Best sound in the town
[Prechorus]
They all whisper
They remember
But I don't care no
[Chorus]
I'm back in my town
Got a new ride
They still hate me now
But I got forgiveness inside
The Man on the Hill
A pop/soul song about a man who lived on a hill. His wife died years ago, but the man is old and has forgotten. He believes she's on a long journey. Every day, he walks to his mailbox to see if she's sent a letter.
[Intro]
On a hill, far away, where the shadows play,
Lives a man with a heart that’s gone astray.
Every day he walks, with hope in his eyes,
To a mailbox that holds only empty goodbyes.
[Verse]
They say he lost her, his love, his light,
In the whispers of the night, he still holds her tight.
He believes she’s on a journey, a vacation so grand,
Waiting for a letter, a sign from her hand.
[Chorus]
Oh, the man on the hill, with dreams in his mind,
Checks the mailbox, but no love he can find.
He’s lost in the echoes of laughter and grace,
Hoping one day, he’ll see her sweet face.
[Pre-Chorus]
The townsfolk talk, they say he’s gone mad,
But in his heart, he’s still so glad.
Although no letters arrive , he still believes,
That love never fades, it’s the heart that deceives.
[Verse]
He walks through the fields, where the wildflowers grow,
With memories of her, in the soft evening glow.
He hums her favorite tune, as he gazes at the sky,
In his world of solitude, he’ll never say goodbye.
[Chorus]
Oh, the man on the hill, with dreams in his mind,
Checks the mailbox, but no love he can find.
He’s lost in the echoes of laughter and grace,
Hoping one day, he’ll see her sweet face.
[Bridge]
And when the stars shine bright, he whispers her name,
In the silence of the night, it’s always the same.
He’s waiting for a letter, a sign from above,
In the heart of the man, there’s still endless love.
[Outro]
So here’s to the man, on the hill all alone,
With a heart full of memories, and a love that’s his own.
He’ll keep checking the mailbox, with hope in his soul,
For the letter that brings her back home.