Over The Country

Round and round and round we go Sky above and earth below To oversee the country, just hold on Here's our house and the playground A memory of things to come Listen to me, when you think it's gone Whatever comes of this Tomorrow never knows I'm far away and close On your radio in a song that goes We're floating over waving hands Slow rivers, flattest land Hear what can be heard there on the ground Bells are ringing, choirs singing People bringing praise in churches Listen to us, we believe in sound Whatever comes of this Tomorrow never knows I'm far away and close On your radio in a song that goes Round and round In cities and through towns It all comes down to airwaves filled with sound Whatever comes of this Tomorrow never knows I'm far away and close On your radio in a song that goes