Looking down out of this little window On wings, at 20,000 feet At and streams and fields of green I tend to think the peculiar things
Ribbons of highways, side roads and People going all ways, always in a Gotta get there but where from up here I'm not where it's all going And what it all
But sometimes I think such a simple thing I close my eyes and I All I need is the love I have And the love I to give Anything else there is, is In this life
Wheels hit the runways, Mondays run Mondays Some days are than some days Can't see the sky, too high Thirty-second at another red light
I'm back in my hometown, on that we rode down Those sights and sounds are yesterdays now deadlines, stress lines, too much on my mind I'm getting it all but it all for?
Sometimes I think such a simple thing I close my and I realize All I really need is the love I And the love I to give Anything else there is, is In this tiny
It's the love we make, it's the dreams we The friends we find in our short time It's knowing grace, the touch of a hand a baby, calling mom and dad
It's making the most of the we have And to live 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
Sometimes I think it's a simple thing I close my and I realize All I need is the love I have And the love I have to else there is, is insignificant It doesn't matter in this tiny