Little Road Lyrics - Defying Gravity - Wheeler Cheryl

How can there be trouble in this world? 

With the color in these hills, the blue October sky, 

this little road that winds along the river. 

Dusty barns and tractors in the fields 

And families sit in front yards, or stand outside the churches 

Kids are throwing footballs and pulling carts of pumpkins 

And the morning sun is sparkling on the water. 

How can there be such trouble in this world? 

Where the mountains roll so gently, 

Deer graze on the hillsides, birds chat on the phone lines 

The whole wide world's a prayer for Sunday morning 

The geese inspect the stubble in the fields 

And all along the roadside, families stop to wonder 

At the new October morning 

And a red tailed hawk is circling 

And a father hugs his daughter 

And an old man holds the car door for his wife to come and see 

Then they turn and smile at me. 

How can there be such trouble in this world? 

I know of course I know that this is not the only picture 

I don't of course I don't know what to do. 

But the road keeps winding through the afternoon 

And it doesn't know the sorrow or an inkling of the shadow 

of the rage across the water, the hatred and the horror. 

It just wanders through this valley with the river by its side 

As the light fades from the sky 

The beautiful light fades from the sky...