|
Whenever I need to leave it all behind |
|
Or feel the need to get away |
|
I find a quiet place |
|
Far from the human race |
|
Out in the country |
|
Before the breathing air is gone |
|
Before the sun |
|
Is just a bright spot in the night time |
|
Out where the rivers like to run |
|
I stand alone |
|
And take back something worth remembering |
|
Whenever I feel they're closing in on me |
|
Or need a bit of room to move |
|
When life becomes too fast |
|
I find relief at last |
|
Out in the country |
|
Before the breathing air is gone |
|
Before the sun |
|
Is just a bright spot in the night time |
|
Out where the rivers like to run |
|
I stand alone |
|
And take back something worth remembering |
