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