Slow Dance

Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round,
or   listened to rain slapping the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly's 
erratic flight,  or gazed at the sun fading into the night?

You  better slow down, don't dance so fast,
time is short, the music won't last.
 

Do you run through each day on the fly,
when you ask "How are  you?", do you hear the reply?

When the day is done, do you lie in your 
bed,  with the next hundred chores running through your head?

You   better slow down, don't dance so fast,
time is short, the music won't last. 
  
Ever told your child, we'll do it tomorrow,
and in your haste, not  see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch, let a friendship die,
'cause  you  never had time to call and say hi?

You better slow down, don't
dance so  fast,  time is short, the music won't last.

When you run so fast to  get somewhere,
you miss half the fun of getting there.


When you  worry and hurry through your day,
it's like an unopened gift  thrown away. 

Life isn't a race, so take it slower,
hear the music before your  song is over.