I went down to the creek While cans of white and gold Still kept you off your feet We're pushing at the arrows of time No more grey lines No more begging for you to stay I'm starting Forrest fires Running to face the day Don't slow me down Feet don't slow me down Don't slow me down I don't want to be found Spanish moss grows on out trees You've been gone for years It's seems you don't belong to me No more grey lines No more begging for you to stay I'm starting Forrest fires Running to face the day Don't slow me down Feet don't slow me down Don't slow me down I don't want to be found You don't belong to me