

The morning fog is lifting slow
Down where the quiet waters flow
No need to rush,
no place to be
Just early light across the tree
Oh, let the world spin fast outside
We've found a place where we can hide
Just a simple song,
a steady hand And peace across this quiet land (mmmmm)
The porch swing hums a gentle tune
Underneath the rising moon
We watch the embers fade away
At the closing of the day
Oh, let the world spin fast outside
We've found a place where we can hide
Just a simple song,
a steady hand And peace across this quiet land
Peace across this land (ahhhh)