Come that one Morning

Sit and watch the sunrise on a morning oh, so clear; Listen to the whispers riding on those breezes near. Look for the sailing ships cruising high upon the sea, Then silently give thanks that you are still walking free. Gaze upon the mountain that is standing out afar; Wonder if people there would even know who you are. Watch the eagle soaring on the thermals up above, Looking for his dinner while you are looking for love. Cross the wide prairie green on a summers afternoon; Cottonwoods are in sight so you know you'll be there soon. There's a little cabin standing in a clearing bright And you hope that you'll sleep ever peacefully tonight. Yesterday's far behind while tomorrows never come, And for all your travels seems your journey's not yet done. In-between weariness and footprints lost in the sand; You might wake one morning, when at last you'll understand.