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Under the Porchlight (Acoustic Ballad) 1 by Sporty

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Under the Porchlight (Acoustic Ballad) 1

acoustic ballad,male vocals

0:003:45
Lyrics
Description
[Verse 1]
Morning spills on the kitchen table,
Your mug steaming, the newspaper's fold,
A sunbeam catches the freckle on your shoulder,
Small maps of stories I'm learning to hold.
The floorboard remembers the way you walked in,
Your laugh leaves a mark on the air,
I trace the faded line of the scar on your knuckle,
Like a lighthouse that taught me how to care.
[Pre-Chorus]
And every ordinary hour turns into gold,
When you breathe the room awake, I won't let go.
[Chorus]
Under the porchlight, Chantalle, stay with me,
Porch swing slow and coffee steam, let time agree.
Your laugh cracks open the quiet night,
Under the porchlight, everything feels right.
[Verse 2]
You fold the laundry like you're folding stories,
Soft cotton keeps the shape of where you've been.
There’s a mark on the table from the first time you cried,
A small proof that we can mend.
Your hair catches dusk like a ribbon on the wind,
You hum that song you used to know,
I learn the cadence of your breathing, steady and thin,
And promise not to let that rhythm go.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
We trade our fears for ordinary things,
A key, a corner, the comfort that living brings.
[Chorus — Variation]
Under the porchlight, Chantalle, stay a little while,
Porch swing and two shadows, I memorize your smile.
We fold our doubts like linens in a drawer,
Under the porchlight, I know you more.
[Bridge]
Remember the night the storm cut the power?
We read low by the candle—your hand in mine.
You traced the map of every laugh and every hour,
Said love isn't always thunder, sometimes it's fine.
So bring your scars, bring the miles you carry,
Bring the quiet songs that you hide in your coat.
I'll string them to the rafters, I'll call them home,
Turn the smallest things into boats.
[Final Chorus — Sparse]
Under the porchlight, Chantalle, come close,
Porch swing and a whisper, the world slows.
No grand declarations, just this steady light,
Under the porchlight, you are my night.
[Spoken Outro]
Stay—let me learn the way your mornings begin.
Let the coffee cool, let the dusk settle in.
Under this porchlight, we'll keep finding the truth:
How simple hands can build a life from the small proof.
[Outro — Soft sung]
Under the porchlight, Chantalle, stay with me,
Porch swing slow, and coffee steam, let time agree.
Under the porchlight—you are my night.