Testo: Billy Ray Cyrus. Home At Last. Flying By.

There?s bottles and beers, barrels and cribs
3 am?s again and again
[Incomprehensible], man who?s flying by

Swings and slides and tricycle rides
Skinning of knees and falling out of trees
It?s like it?s never gonna end but it?s flying by

You better hold on tight to those little lives
In a blink of an eye it?s out of sight
I know, I know, it goes so slow but it?s flying by

Then it?s racism blues, bad attitudes
Boys and phones and ever changing moods
Trying times, man, but you?ll survive

And you?re supposed to be home at ten
You?re late again, where the hell have you?ve been?
When you?re yelling and screaming
It don?t seem like it?s flying by but it?s flying by

You better hold on tight to those changing lives
In a blink of an eye they?re out of sight
I know, I know, it seems so slow but it?s flying by

There they go on their own flying by
You?re waving goodbye with the tears in your eye
I know, I know, it goes so slow but it?s flying by

They come back home and what do you know?
Them kids have got some kids of their own
You can?t believe how much they?ve grown
And where the time's gone

You look in the mirror, there?s gray in your hair
You wondering how in the world did that get there?
It just ain't fair how it?s flying by

You better hold on tight to that sweet, sweet life
In a blink of an eye you?re out of sight
I know, I know, it goes so slow but it?s flying by

There?s hospital beds, last words said
Did I do enough? Holding hands and being there
For the leaving

It?s a line of cars parked on a hill
Family and friends, perfect and still
A prayer and a song as they lower it down into the ground

You better hold on tight, it?s a short, short life
In a blink of an eye it?s out of sight
I know, I know, it seems so slow
Yeah, it seems so slow but it?s flying by, it?s flying by

It?s flying by
It?s flying by
Enjoy the ride
It?s flying by
It?s flying by