Looking out of this little round window On wings, at 20,000 feet At lakes and and fields of green I tend to think the peculiar things
Ribbons of highways, roads and byways going all ways, always in a hurry Gotta get there but just where from up I'm not sure it's all going And what it all
But sometimes I think it's a simple thing I close my and I realize All I really need is the love I And the love I have to Anything else there is, is In this life
hit the runways, Mondays run into Mondays Some are better than some days Can't see the sky, skyscraper's too Thirty-second daydream at another red
I'm back in my hometown, on roads that we down sights and sounds are just yesterdays now There's deadlines, stress lines, too on my mind I'm it all but what's it all for?
Sometimes I think it's such a thing I close my eyes and I All I really is the love I have And the I have to give else there is, is insignificant In tiny life
It's the love we make, it's the we share The friends we find in our time here It's knowing God's grace, the of a hand Holding a baby, mom and dad
It's making the most of the moments we And getting to long enough to look back On the years, the sweet of joy and laughter That's all really matters In this tiny life, such a life
I think it's such a simple thing I my eyes and I realize All I really need is the I have And the I have to give Anything there is, is insignificant It doesn't matter in this tiny