Slow Down
This old house still looks just the same
Paint is worn
Cracked and stained
I step inside like a memory
Ghosts of you
Ghosts of me
I’m going home, going home
Try to put it all behind me
I’m moving on, moving on
I’m caught in the track now
There’s no holding back till I’m free
I wander the rooms and the empty halls
The life we had
Is here no more
Pictures lie broken now on the floor
To remind
of who were we
I’m going home, going home
Try to put it all behind me
I’m moving on, moving on
I’m caught in the track now
There’s no holding back till I’m free
And maybe it's time I leave
But I couldn’t make it on my own
so maybe it's all I need
Take it all and more,
Take it all and more for me
I’m going home, going home
Try to put it all behind me
I’m moving on, moving on
To set myself free