I don't drink as much as I used to
Lately it just ain't my style
And the hard times don't hurt like they used to
They pass quicker like when I was a child

Somehow I've learned to listen
For a sound like the sun going down
In the magic the morning is bringing
It keeps my feet on the ground

Don't the midsummer days sit so heavy
But don't they flow like a breeze through your mind
And nothing occurs in a hurry
To make up for someone's lost time

Somehow I've learned to listen
For a sound like the sun going down
In the magic the morning is bringing
It keeps my feet on the ground

Somehow I've learned to listen
For a sound like the breeze dying down
In the magic the morning is bringing
It keeps my feet on the ground