by Joel
Clear blue white cloud days
Fog rolling over mountains in clear
Morning mist
A quiet village slowly rotating in
The wheel of life
The lone car up the winding road
Hot afternoons and cool nights
Smiling villagers watching us go by
The world by
I sit every night watching the sun set
Highway lights turn on
The night life wakes
As we head off to bed
The world keeps turning
And the other side of the world
A nation awakes
And our families begin the day
Ahead
And we sleep in peace
