An open book, that's what they say
Fifty years of dust on a long highway
Pages written in the fading light
Memories keeping me awake at night
I watched the seasons turn to gold
Thinking every story had to get old
Some books are short, a brief goodbye
Like a shifting cloud in a summer sky
A quiet tale, a sudden breeze
Just a fading whisper through the trees
Time was running, ticking fast
Turning my present into the past
But oh, the pages turned, the ink grew bright
Right at the edge of the fading light
Fifty years of roads I've gone
And now I'm holding a one-year-old dawn
The book ain't closing, it's a brand new start
With a half-century soul and a newborn heart
They say at fifty, you've seen it all
You watch the leaves of the autumn fall
But then she smiled, and the world stood still
A tiny heartbeat on a windy hill
One little year of her sweet grace
Rewriting the lines upon my face
Oh, the pages turned, the ink grew bright
Right at the edge of the fading light
Fifty years of roads I've gone
And now I'm holding a one-year-old dawn
The book ain't closing, it's a brand new start
With a half-century soul and a newborn heart
The wind may blow, the road gets cold
But I've got a miracle here to hold
Lines aren't crooked anymore
She just opened a brand new door
Yeah, the pages turned, the ink grew bright
God blessed the man in the evening light
Fifty years of roads I've gone
Walking hand in hand with a one-year-old dawn
The book is open, it's a beautiful start
With a half-century soul and a newborn heart
Just a brief goodbye to the ghost of time
Her little hand is gripping mine
Fifty years, and a one-year-old smile
The book is open