Walking at Night
WALKING AT NIGHT
1) I like to walk, late at night
By the river at the edge of town
I like to walk there in the dark
When there's no one else around
I find it helps my mind, there by myself
The sounds of the river and very little else
Walking there with the evening air, on my face
Seems every night, different thoughts, set a different pace
I like that sense of solitude to get my head on straight
Before I go making decisions that I try to blame on fate
2) I try not to read the paper
Or watch the nightly news
There's enough in just life's living
That I don't need no more blues
Seems what I find there in the quiet
Helps me get my thoughts in check
That the crazyness of this world
Has surely made a wreck
Walking there with the evening air, on my face
Seems every night, different thoughts, set a different pace
I like that sense of solitude to get my head on straight
Before I go making decisions that I try to blame on fate
BRIDGE: I know that some of you out there understand the way I feel
This world has numbed your soul
To where you're not sure what is real
3) One thing that I've come to see
When I'm out there all alone
Is how it takes each of us to make
This world truly home
The blending of our differences
Makes us what we are.
Our uniqueness, a gift in life
To share both near and far.
Let's walk together with the evening air, on our face
Let every night's, different thoughts, set a different pace
Let's share that sense of solitude to get our heads on right
To join our hearts together, and in this world shine some light
1) I like to walk, late at night
By the river at the edge of town
I like to walk there in the dark
When there's no one else around
I find it helps my mind, there by myself
The sounds of the river and very little else
Walking there with the evening air, on my face
Seems every night, different thoughts, set a different pace
I like that sense of solitude to get my head on straight
Before I go making decisions that I try to blame on fate
2) I try not to read the paper
Or watch the nightly news
There's enough in just life's living
That I don't need no more blues
Seems what I find there in the quiet
Helps me get my thoughts in check
That the crazyness of this world
Has surely made a wreck
Walking there with the evening air, on my face
Seems every night, different thoughts, set a different pace
I like that sense of solitude to get my head on straight
Before I go making decisions that I try to blame on fate
BRIDGE: I know that some of you out there understand the way I feel
This world has numbed your soul
To where you're not sure what is real
3) One thing that I've come to see
When I'm out there all alone
Is how it takes each of us to make
This world truly home
The blending of our differences
Makes us what we are.
Our uniqueness, a gift in life
To share both near and far.
Let's walk together with the evening air, on our face
Let every night's, different thoughts, set a different pace
Let's share that sense of solitude to get our heads on right
To join our hearts together, and in this world shine some light
Credits
Writer(s): Woodrow Wilson Wolfe
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