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I was hoping the life we made Would stay and never change I was young, and you were young And so we made our way Bought the place on Abbey Lane And leased the Cherokee Played some shows and on the drives Thought of baby names What does it mean? I keep looking for something that I think I have lost Can't find the key I keep looking for something Looking for something I was hoping a change of pace Would help me find my way I'm kinda young, and you're kinda young And so we'll find our place Leave the house in Riverside And sell the Odyssey And become the older ones Who had the #3 What does it mean? I keep looking for something that I think I have lost Can't find the key I keep looking for something that I think I have lost My kids, they grow up fast I want it slow So slow My life goes by so fast I want it slow So slow Slow, so slow I want it slow So slow Slow, so slow I want it slow So slow Slow