“You want to hear a cut?” he asked.
Her eyes went wide. “Of your album? I would love to. Is that allowed?”
He laughed. “Yes, it’s allowed. It’s my music. I can do whatever I please.”
He tapped at his phone. The surround sound connected, and his voice filled the house.
The bass vibrated through the floorboards, a beat that matched her pulse.
They listened for several minutes. Themes of life on the road, the challenges that persist, the ache of settling down, reconnecting with your past, and finding a love you recognize in a child’s eyes. One track—“Amelia.” Dedicated to the girl who changed his world, who made him want to be better.
Daisy swiped away a lone tear she hadn’t realized she’d shed. Their girl really did light him up.
“That might be my favorite song you’ve ever written,” she whispered.
“Same. Though the one we’re thinking of for the single comes close.”
Her brow arched. “Then play it.”
Another tap. A melody slipped into the room. As the first verse landed, Daisy’s eyes never left his. The song burrowed straight into her.
Scared of the fading skies,
Reminds me of the time, we had to say goodbye.
Those days we were young and free,
When I moved in you, when you moved in me.
Driving in your brand-new car,
Hand in hand we sang, watching the Golden Gate from afar.
Trusting in our innocent youth,
Not caring what the world said,
We thought we knew the truth.
Unsatisfied,
Until I die,
All the best days are left behind,
I’ll still try, I’ll still try,
Just come back, please don’t hide.
With everything, I’ll hold on, until those days aren’t forever gone.
Catch my hand, you hang on, until those days aren’t forever gone.
Traveling the world, you left me.
Seeing what was out there, I was pursuing my dream,
But nothing else came close don’t you see,
