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