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