Just me here,
Sitting underneath this big blue sky.
Do I choose gray or blue?
What to do with my life?

But it's yours; no, not mine.
And your hands are hands of time,
I've been waiting to tell.
Seems there's a thousand ways I could go.
Which way's home?

You know today's a beautiful day,
I'm glad to be alive.
Roll, roll the windows down,
We're going out for a Sunday drive,
We're going out for a Sunday drive.

And this is grace;
No, it's not the way it should be,
But how it is:
How you love me completely.

Every bit of my soul,
Every broken little piece;
You've forgiven my sins
As far as west is from the east.
I'm just a wave tossed and blown by the sea,
But your love's in me,
Your love's in me.

You know today's a beautiful day,
I'm glad to be alive.
Roll, roll the windows down,
We're going out for a Sunday drive.

As far as you can go,
Chase the sun and chase it slow;
That'll get you home,
That'll get you home,
That'll get you home.