Texty: America. All Around.

I look to the east when the day is done
And think of it all
All the thoughts that I've seen of satin seams
And tide pool dreams

I look to the sun (as the day is dawning)
I carry my dreams (from a moment before)
I try to recall (but I find myself yawning)
I guess they are gone but there's more so I head out the door

And all around listen and you can hear the sound
On cloudy days seems like I always feel this way

First break in the day if the time is right, nobody minds
I stroll down the lane take a breath of air and drift on a dream

I look to the sun (as the day is warming)
Consider the things (that have happened before)
I feel like I'm one (with the wind on the hillside)
I feel like I'm one with the river that runs by my door

All around listen and you can hear the sound

On cloudy days seems like I always feel this way

All around listen and you can hear the sound
On cloudy days seems like I always feel this way

I look to the sun (as the day is dawning)
I carry my dreams (from a moment before)
I feel like I'm one (with the wind on the hillside)
I feel like I'm one with the river that runs by my door

All around listen and you can hear the sound
On cloudy days seems like I always feel this way

All around listen and you can hear the sound
On cloudy days seems like I always feel this way

All around listen and you can hear the sound
On cloudy days seems like I always feel this way