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