Pages left to write |
LyricsPages Left to Writeby Yves Stilmant © 2025 Verse 1a I used to move like the wind through the pines Workin' long hours, never watched the time Built a house, raised a name, raised two girls and a son Now I watch from the porch as they all run Verse 1b My hands don't grip like they used to do My knees creak loud when I tie my shoe I stumble more, and I sleep in shifts Each day I wake feels like a gift Pre-Chorus But don't mistake this slowing down For givin' up or layin' down There's fire still flickerin' deep inside And pages I've still yet to write Chorus I ain't done just 'cause I need a hand Still got a story you might understand Yeah, I've been wrong more than I've been right But wisdom's born from those long nights So lean on me, like I leaned on time I may be old, but my heart still climbs And if you're listenin' past my quiet side You'll hear the pages I've yet to write Verse 2a I've fought the dark when it crept in slow That silent ache only old men know Where purpose fades and pride turns thin And you wonder where you've really been Verse 2b Sometimes I feel like I'm in the way Like my best words have slipped away But then I catch a grandchild's eyes And I know I'm still someone in their sky Pre-Chorus Don't count me out, don't turn the page I've got a heart full of honest age Still learning how to hold the light Still got these pages left to write Chorus I ain't done just 'cause I can't drive far Still dreamin' under the same old stars I've made peace with what I can't fight But I'm not done shining in this life So lean on me, like I leaned on time I may be slow, but my words still climb And if you're listenin' through the quiet night You'll hear the pages I've yet to write Bridge Mistakes were teachers, pain was proof But failure carved the deepest truth I am these scars, I am this grace I found myself when I lost the race I don't need medals, I don't need praise Just a hand to hold on the harder days Final Chorus I ain't done just 'cause the mirror changed Still got some wisdom I can't explain Not every mile needs a run Some are meant to be passed on So lean on me, and I'll give you light With every word from a gentler fight I'm still here -- steady, warm, and quiet Turning pages I've yet to write |
| Lyric Credits: Yves Stilmant |
| Music Credits: Yves Stilmant |
| Producer Credits: Lumiere SoundWorks/ Audio Alchemy |
| Publisher Credits: Groove Tattoo Publishing |
| Performance Credits: Yves Stilmant |
| Song Length: 3:42 |
| Primary Genre: Country-Contemporary |
| Secondary Genre: - |
| Lead Vocal: Male Vocal |
| Language: English |
| Era: 2000 and later |