Slowly

The verdict or conclusion should be due

And the photographic evidence too

But the debt I owe the most is dead and gone

And this love which I now boast goes on and on

And you talk to me slowly in words I can understand

And the patter of footsteps is all that your ears demand

When the world is like a treadmill faster than I can see

You are talking slowly, so it won't matter to me

    

Tell my wandering legs to wait

To reflect the sauntering gait of grace

'cause the debt I owe the most is dead and gone

And this love which I now boast goes on and on

Tell my wandering legs to wait

To reflect the sauntering gait of grace

'cause you talk to me slowly in words I can understand

And the patter of footsteps is all that your ears demand

When the world is like a treadmill, and my eyes too blind to see

You are talking slowly, so vision won't matter to me