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• Artiste: Josiah Queen
• Titre: Slow Down Please
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This living room ain't much to see, and it goes to show The way you keep your house reflects the insides of your soul Quarter past noon, He's on the way But all that I can think about is that I'm not okay But He walks right in With kindness in His eyes and grace in every step What will He say When He takes a look around and sees that I couldn't clean This mess I've made? All the things You do for me Are good and sweet But slow down, please All those things will always be But sit right here, come and see There's not a better place to go To rest your heart and weary soul than at My feet All the things You do for me Are good and sweet But slow down, please Sometimes I sit and I wonder how Cleaning up my act is all that I can think about I need a Savior, and I need Him now I'm tired of playing God, tryna save myself But He walks right in With kindness in His eyes and grace in every step What will He say When He takes a look around and sees that I couldn't clean This mess I've made? All the things You do for me Are good and sweet But slow down, please All those things will always be But sit right here, come and see There's not a better place to go To rest your heart and weary soul than at My feet All the things You do for me Are good and sweet But slow down, please Oh, My child, listen now I don't care at all about If the floors are swept or if the glass has fingerprints A thousand things you could do now None of them will care about All I want is to be here with you, right now All the things You do for me Are good and sweet But slow down, please All those things will always be Sit right here, come and see There's not a better place to go To rest your heart and weary soul than at My feet All the things You do for me Are good and sweet But slow down, please