Slow Dance Panorama

The shadows are stretching across the floor

As the afternoon

lets down its hair

We don't need the bright lights of youth anymore

Just a slow turn

in this rocking chair

Your hand fits in mine

like a key in a lock

With the lines that the decades have drawn

We're ignoring the rush

of the pendulum clock Just waiting for light

in the dawn (ooh)

And it's a whole world in a quiet embrace

A lifetime of ordinary grace

We're growing older,

we're growing wise

With a quiet devotion behind our eyes

Just a slow turn

After all this time (hummmm)