Crawling up to easy.
Crawling up to free.
Crawling up this lifelong path
to be what we will be.

Bring us back to laughing.
Bring us back to smiles.
Bring us back to dirt road trips,
not now, but in a while.

Happiness comes and I worry.
Not sure why I’m in a hurry.
I turned it up and those thoughts left.
Just had to get that off my chest.
It’s all gonna happen,
I’ve felt this way for years.

Fly around this small world.
Fly around and sing.
Fly around and give it back,
that’s always been the thing.

Time will be our buddy.
Time will be our pal.
Time will be our best, best friend
and she’ll still be my gal.

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