Slow Down - Corrinne May

16 hour workday just to provide

Everything for his little tyke

No time to sing a lullaby

Or give him a piggyback ride

TV babysitter, toys are a bribe

As he speeds out the doorway

And the car leaves the driveway

The boy runs after his father

But his steps are too small

He stretches out his hands to reach him

As he tumbles and falls

Slow down

I can’t keep up with you

You’re getting a little too quick

For me to follow

Slow down

You’re getting away from me

And I don’t know how to slow you down

60 years together weathering the times

The good, the bad, the sweetest sighs

Watching children of their children smile

As they did when they walked down the aisle

Walking canes and wheelchairs slowly wind

Twirling the years, curling their faces

But now he’s stumbling faster

Towards that finish line

She stretches out her hands to reach him

As he closes his eyes

Slow down

I can’t keep up with you

You’re getting a little too quick

For me to follow

Slow down

You’re getting away from me

And I don’t know how to slow you down

And I don’t know how to slow you down

And I don’t know how to slow you down

Slow down

I can’t keep up with you

You’re getting a little too quick

For me to follow

Slow down

You’re getting away from me

And I don’t know how to slow you down