chard

chorus:
This is the place i belong
this is the place my thoughts race along
here where i am all alone
a thinking place close to home.
This place was made for me
its got everything i need
right down to the scenery
exactly where i should be.

Peace and quiet is what i look for
no one interfearing contaminating my thoughts
I come here to get away from it all
i am so greatful to my lord.
Theres got to be a quiet place to stop and think
to recharge and to grow
no other place you may catch forty winks
no other place like this i know.


To write and to dream to love and it seems
i have found my peace.
Sitting with my head above the clouds
in santuary i collect my thoughts
don't know why there are no boundaries
I am not a trained astronaut.

Yesterday i had some what strange ambitions
but today i have a wonderful vision.
Yesterdays in time have been lost forever
the wind blows whatever the weather.
I am recognising what i can achieve
go out and take it when you truely believe.
To much work and excitement makes you careless
theres no understanding of the wilderness.
Possessions become the all and end all
when you have created it its hard to climb over the wall
into a garden of spirituality
where for the first time you can truely see.