I feel old, I don't know why
I feel the sun on my dirty tired face
I see the signs, but Lord - don't take me Home yet
I feel the breeze of the city
And the street lights in my eyes
I feel the snow in my bones
And I know Swing Low is coming in
I see the signs, but Lord - don't take me Home yet
I keep Your letters under water
I keep Your promise on ice in silence
Don't take me Home yet
I feel the sun on my dirty tired face
I see the signs, but Lord - don't take me Home yet
I feel the breeze of the city
And the street lights in my eyes
I feel the snow in my bones
And I know Swing Low is coming in
I see the signs, but Lord - don't take me Home yet
I keep Your letters under water
I keep Your promise on ice in silence
Don't take me Home yet