Seven years since she drove this road Seven years to see her life unfold Only been doing what she’s been told Little by little it is getting old
So slow, time is ticking when we don’t know So slow, but only as fast as our minds go
His body’s holding him prisoner All the past is a cruel blur Went in search of a familiar cure Opened his door to the stranger’s voice Felt that he had no other choice
So slow, time is ticking when we don’t know So slow, we’re only as fast as our minds go We grow hard and weary as the years show Blood flows, out of control, I’ve got to let go