It's cold and clear outside, and I'm up at the break of dawn.
A thin blanket of sun is creeping over the lawn.
I can't seem to take my eyes off this nature so refined.
And when I've lost my way, I know there's a larger design.
And where do I fit in?
And what part was I meant to play?
The picture is no longer gray,
When I look down into my little son's face.
Life is a river of time, always seems to pass us by.
But I won't let it forget me without a roller coaster ride.
When I can't find the answers to the questions in between.
I take a good look around, I believe in what I've seen.
And where do I fit in?
And what part was I meant to play?
The picture is no longer gray,
When I look down into my little son's face.
And I don't think that there is any better place,
Than right here.
Right here.
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It's cold and clear outside, and I'm up at the break of dawn.
A thin blanket of sun is creeping over the lawn.
I can't seem to take my eyes off this nature so refined.
And when I've lost my way, I know there's a larger design.
And where do I fit in?
And what part was I meant to play?
The picture is no longer gray,
When I look down into my little son's face.
Life is a river of time, always seems to pass us by.
But I won't let it forget me without a roller coaster ride.
When I can't find the answers to the questions in between.
I take a good look around, I believe in what I've seen.
And where do I fit in?
And what part was I meant to play?
The picture is no longer gray,
When I look down into my little son's face.
And I don't think that there is any better place,
Than right here.
Right here.
A thin blanket of sun is creeping over the lawn.
I can't seem to take my eyes off this nature so refined.
And when I've lost my way, I know there's a larger design.
And where do I fit in?
And what part was I meant to play?
The picture is no longer gray,
When I look down into my little son's face.
Life is a river of time, always seems to pass us by.
But I won't let it forget me without a roller coaster ride.
When I can't find the answers to the questions in between.
I take a good look around, I believe in what I've seen.
And where do I fit in?
And what part was I meant to play?
The picture is no longer gray,
When I look down into my little son's face.
And I don't think that there is any better place,
Than right here.
Right here.