Chasing down hot air balloons on Sunday morning

In pace with a familiar tune I reach for nothing less but something more

All the day and the wind is at my back most of the way yeah

Holding conversation with a friend I know is near

Great anticipation fills my soul

It fills my heart it fills the air

All the day and the wind is at my back

Oh I can't wait to see you Jesus face to face

Nothing in this world can take your place

All the pride of man laid low and all his works of gold

Nothing can compare with what you are

Let everything else go

Let it all go

And the wind is at my back

Oh I can't wait to see you Jesus face to face

Nothing in this world can take your place

All the pride of man laid low and all his works of gold

Nothing can compare with what you are

Everything else go

Let it all go

Let everything else go