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