Текст: Jimmy Mancus. These Days.

Sitting up on pretzel legs,
tracing shapes, outlining bunny rabbit clouds

in a blink they fade away,
making room that others they may come around

(chorus)
These days come, they're coming oh so fast
These days still, how we wish to last

Sitting underneath our tree,
carving hearts around the letters of our names

How we pray that it won't end (Lord we're gonna pray)
though we know some how it never stays the same

(chorus)

I know its hard to only,
imagine a time when we're gone

But when you come and hold me,
time she won't move us along

Little baby dance up high,
pay no mind to Mother as she goes on by

From the ceiling to the ground,
up and down goes baby dancing round and round

(chorus)

These days come, they're coming oh so fast
These days still, you know they're meant to pass

(Thanks to Rafael for these lyrics)