Free and Easy Wandering

I see the fortune teller
has put her cards away.
The caravan that brought me here
has long since gone astray

but there’s a free and easy wandering
I’m learning to depend upon each day.
Free and easy wandering,
wandering along in my own way.

I left my home a hundred times
but it always followed me.
The more I struggle with a place,
the more I never see

that there’s a free and easy wandering
in learning how to love what has to be.
Free and easy wandering,
wandering along effortlessly.

So no more reaching for a star.
No more looking to get far.
No more holding life to a par.
Just let all things be what they are.
Let all things be what they are.
Let all things be what they are.

So don’t try to fix me:
there’s nothing you can mend.
Leave the dying expectations
we’re too tired to defend.

It was free and easy wandering
that first carried me to you, my friend.
And it’s free and easy wandering
that always brings me back to you again.

So no more reaching for a star.
No more looking to get far.
No more holding life to a par.
Just let all things be what they are.
Let all things be what they are.
Let all things be what they are.

Words and music copyright of Paul Weinfield/Tam Lin Music Publishing (BMI, 2010)

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