[Verse 1] The further down the road I go The less I feel the need to rush the speed You learn to let the quiet moments grow And plant your feet right where they need to be I used to chase every shiny thing Now I’m content with what the simple days bring [Chorus] As the seasons turn around I’m picking up on what truly matters now It’s not the gold you stack or the hands you shake It’s the quiet love and the times you make If time could slow or turn back around I’d keep my feet here on the ground It’s a funny thing how the light grows clear With every passing year [Verse 2] My circle’s smaller than it used to be A couple old friends who know my heart We don’t need much to feel complete Just honest talk and knowing where we start I’ve learned to let the small stuff fade away Save my heart for what’s worth saying today [Chorus] As the seasons turn around I’m picking up on what truly matters now It’s not the gold you stack or the hands you shake It’s the quiet love and the times you make If time could slow or turn back around I’d keep my feet here on the ground It’s a funny thing how the light grows clear With every passing year [guitar solo] [Bridge] I look in the mirror at the silver and grey And I wouldn’t trade a single mark away Every line tells a story of where I’ve been A gentle reminder of the place I’m in [Outro] The further down the road I go The more I find to be thankful for Just living in the here and now Understanding what life’s all about With every passing year Yeah, with every passing year [End]
