keaggy 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 hey 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 let everything else go let it all go let everything else go