Why do we worry about simple things,
Like hanging up clothes and things in the sink,
Why can’t we rest our minds for a while,
Turn of from the chores and make someone smile.

The world always seems to be in a rush,
For when people panic you’ll land up in a crush,
It’s like being in a race of some kind,
Who cares if you get left behind.

Slow down your life and give it a chance,
Go out and find yourself romance,
Sit on a park bench and feed the ducks,
And get yourself out of a rut.