Workshop Dreams

[Verse] In a workshop where dreams are born, Roger and Judy craft till morn, With exotic woods and patterns bold, Cutting boards that shine like gold. [Verse 2] The scent of cedar fills the air, Sawdust settles everywhere, Hands are steady, eyes are tired, In their craft, they are inspired. [Chorus] From the heart of a small town, Their creations know no bounds, In every grain and every line, Lies a piece of dreams defined. [Verse 3] Neighbors come from miles to see, The artistry in their marquee, Whispers of their work spread far, Like a twinkling country star. [Verse 4] Their legacy is built in wood, In every way they know they should, Worn-out tools and calloused hands, Forging beauty that withstands. [Bridge] They've carved a life in oak and pine, With every stroke, their lives entwine, In that workshop love was found, In every piece their hearts resound.