Small

Artists : Lamb : Small

Sometimes I climb high above the city
To see all the lights shining there so pretty
And think of all the millions of lives going on
At this present moment
And those come and gone

And it makes me float free
To feel how small my life must be
And it makes me float free
To feel how small my life must be

Whenever I can I go down to the sea
And wonder at how many miles there must be
And all of the people on all of its shores
In this present moment
And those gone before

And it makes me float free
To feel how small my life must be
And it makes me float free

Sometimes I'm out in a bustling street
Dazzled by all the faces I see
It strikes me we get lost so soon after birth
But one smile can turn over heaven and earth

And it makes me float free
To feel how small my life must be
And it makes me float free
To feel how small my life must be
It makes me float free
To feel how small my life must be