Look to the birds
That live in the trees
Who soar over highways
As the cars fly by
Listen they sing
To each other
There is no worry enough for
Another day
As the wind blows
Carry me home
Look to the fields
All the wildflowers
Soak up the dawn and the dew
That they never asked for
See how they bloom
Clothed in color
Spread by the rush of the breeze
The seeds they whisper
As the wind blows
Carry me home
Look to the birds
Look to the birds
As the wind blows
Carry me home