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.