Whitaker - Slow Lyrics

Are no longer on my mind
Now my words they all surround you
See the blind leading the blind
Mmm, slow down, slow down babe
You are moving faster than my eyes can see
Ooh, I'm feeling old
And all these things you say they are mysteries to me, mysteries
We moved on the right track 'til we ran out of air
And we slowly passed out before we could get anywhere
We took all the right turns just to make it out of there
But we never gavе thought to the passing time of year
Slow down, slow down babе
You are moving faster than my eyes can see
Oh, I'm feeling old
And all these things you say they are mysteries to me, mysteries
Ooh, love
We are holding on again
Ooh, love
We are holding on again
Ooh, love
We are holding on
We are holding on
We are holding on again
Mmm, slow down, slow down babe
You are moving faster than my eyes can see
Ooh, I'm feeling old
And all these things you say they are mysteries to me
Mysteries, mysteries, mysteries