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