Eat it up, wash it down, it's a beautiful morning.
Getting ready moving out, there's some things I still need.
When that scent in the trees comes to me, I'll start growing.
Like a brother to the birch, a home to the bears.
In an aeroplane, I'm travelling light.
End up in your arms out of the darkest night.
An empty land rolls out below
And we've got nowhere to go,
So we'll just keep driving
While the sun is setting slow.
And I'll try to find a single worry
Weighing on my mind
But there is nothing, nothing at all.
Thirty days make it count, not much longer 'till the last one.
Everything that I've seen gathers up in just one tear.
But on the road in the sky, I'll see something still worth chasing.
Canada, one fine day I'll make you my home.
In an aeroplane, I'm travelling light.
End up in your arms out of the darkest night.
An empty land rolls out below
And I've got nowhere to go
So I'll just keep walking
While I greet the things I know.
And I'll try to find a single worry
Weighing on my mind
But there is nothing, nothing at all.