I got a letter from my friend across the water
Really turned my lights back on
“I’m writing to you” he said “from the highest mountain that I’ve ever been up on
I remember when we spent that year together winds had never felt as strong
You told me to tell when I felt that way again so here it is one letter long”
The whole world over I’m searching for my 4-leaf clover
The whole world over just watch it turn around (and around)
I read his letter and I thought about my life here – urban living life in song
I always think about the times when I could travel choosing as I went along
It gets much harder as the rooting’s getting stronger – more belongings more stacked on
I just can’t forget to take the time I need to wander – mind and body can’t be wrong
Running around flying around break the ground find new people town after town
Free up the mind take on new style making time do it while you’re still feeling fine
The whole world over I’m searching for my 4-leaf clover
The whole world over just watch it turn around