Miles From Your Front Porch

[Verse 1]
Heard your name my whole life
Like a rumor on the wind
Photos in a shoebox
You, a stranger and my kin
Eighteen candles burning
When the truth walked through the door
Suddenly my heartbeat
Knew the man I’d waited for
[Chorus]
I love you from a distance
From miles of empty roads
From late-night conversations
On a cracked-up telephone
I missed your arms around me
But I feel you in my bones
Daddy, I still love you
From miles from your front porch to my home
[Verse 2]
You talk about your backyard
And that old red pickup truck
I talk about the birthdays
Where I thought you’d just gave up
We stumble through the silence
Laugh at things that almost hurt
Two strangers learning how to
Put a last name to the word
[Chorus]
I love you from a distance
From miles of empty roads
From late-night conversations
On a cracked-up telephone
I missed your arms around me
But I feel you in my bones
Daddy, I still love you
From miles from your front porch to my home
[Bridge]
Maybe we won’t get those firsts back
But we can steal a couple days
I’ll meet you where the sky’s wide open
And we won’t let it slip away (no, we won’t)
[Chorus]
I love you from a distance
From miles of empty roads
From every “I’m so proud of you”
That I’d been needing to be told
I missed your arms around me
But I’m not out here alone
Daddy, I still love you
From miles from your front porch to my home
(yeah, I still love you)
From miles from your front porch
To my home

country, Warm modern country ballad with male vocals, gentle acoustic and slide guitar, soft kick and brushed snare. Verses stay intimate and close-mic’d; choruses bloom with stacked harmonies, organ pad, and a subtle fiddle line. Last chorus lifts a half-step with extra ad-libs and a lingering guitar outro, leaving space for the emotion to land.