All my thoughts they gather round you 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 thing 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 gave thought to the passing time of year Slow down, slow down babe You are moving faster than my eyes can see Oh, I'm feeling old And all these thing 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 thing you say they are mysteries to me Mysteries, mysteries, mysteries