Small

I like to sit here in the sunshine Trees in the fields are green sublime Suspended in time And don't it make you feel small? I like to sit here by the fire's light The trees in the fields lie bare to the night The stars burn bright And don't it make you feel small? Everyone needs a place they can hide Hide away, find a space to be alone Everyone needs a place they can hide Everyone needs to find peace sublime I like to sit here in the autumn time The trees in the fields, they rustle in the wind The church bells gently chime Gentle on your mind, suspended in time And don't it make you feel small? Everyone needs a place they can hide Everyone need to find peace sublime Oh, peace of mind Everyone needs a place they can hide Hide away, find a space to be alone Everyone needs a place they can hide Hide away, find a space to be alone Everyone needs a place they can hide Hide away, find a space to be alone Everyone needs a place they can hide Everyone needs to find peace sublime Oh, peace of mind --- Small - Queen and Paul Rodgers