Well I don't drink as much as I used to
Lately, it just ain't my style

And the hard times don't hurt like they ought to
They pass quicker, like when I was a child


And somehow I've learned how to listen
For a sound like the sun going down
In the magic the morning is bringing

There's a song for the life I have found
It keeps my feet on the ground


And the midsummer days sit so heavy
But don't they flow like the breeze through your mind
When nothing appears in a hurry

To make up for someone's lost time

And somehow I've learned how to listen

For a sound like the sun going down
In the magic the morning is bringing
There's a song for the life I have found

It keeps my feet on the ground

And somehow I've learned how to listen

For a sound like the breeze dying down
In the magic the morning is bringing
There's a song for the friend I have found

She keeps my feet on the ground

She keeps my feet on the ground.