» A WAY OF LIFE
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Who knows where I’m going on this clear and perfect day


The birds are singing pretty songs and the farmer’s making hay


There’s a thoroughbred in training and he’s holding down the pace


And the rider feels he’s ready now to win another race


There’s a sail boat on the river and it’s going with the breeze


And there are lovers in the cornfield playing games


With the birds and bees


 


 


It’s not a dream, this could be a way of life


Just look around, you could be in paradise     


It takes me back in my mind to the days when we were young


Filled with laughter in the rain and splendour in the sun