| Song | Flying By |
| Artist | Billy Ray Cyrus |
| Album | Home at Last |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hambridge, Smith, Steele | |
| It's bottles and bibs, rattles and cribs | |
| Three am's again and again | |
| Comfort the cry | |
| Man, it's flying by | |
| Swings and slides and tricycle rides | |
| Skinning up 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 the blink of an eye it's out of sight | |
| I know, I know to go so slow | |
| But it's flying by | |
| Then it's braces and boots and bad attitudes | |
| Boys and phones and every change in moods | |
| Trying times, man, but you'll survive | |
| And it's supposed to be home at ten | |
| You're late again | |
| Where the heck you 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 the 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 good bye with a tear in your eye | |
| I know, I know you go 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're wondering how 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 the blink of an eye they're out of sight | |
| I know, I know it goes so slow | |
| But it's flying by | |
| When it'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 perfectly still | |
| A prayer and a song as they lowered it down into the ground | |
| You better hold on tight it's a short, short life | |
| In the 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 |
| zuo ci : Hambridge, Smith, Steele | |
| It' s bottles and bibs, rattles and cribs | |
| Three am' s again and again | |
| Comfort the cry | |
| Man, it' s flying by | |
| Swings and slides and tricycle rides | |
| Skinning up 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 the blink of an eye it' s out of sight | |
| I know, I know to go so slow | |
| But it' s flying by | |
| Then it' s braces and boots and bad attitudes | |
| Boys and phones and every change in moods | |
| Trying times, man, but you' ll survive | |
| And it' s supposed to be home at ten | |
| You' re late again | |
| Where the heck you 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 the 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 good bye with a tear in your eye | |
| I know, I know you go 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' re wondering how 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 the blink of an eye they' re out of sight | |
| I know, I know it goes so slow | |
| But it' s flying by | |
| When it' 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 perfectly still | |
| A prayer and a song as they lowered it down into the ground | |
| You better hold on tight it' s a short, short life | |
| In the 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 |
| zuò cí : Hambridge, Smith, Steele | |
| It' s bottles and bibs, rattles and cribs | |
| Three am' s again and again | |
| Comfort the cry | |
| Man, it' s flying by | |
| Swings and slides and tricycle rides | |
| Skinning up 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 the blink of an eye it' s out of sight | |
| I know, I know to go so slow | |
| But it' s flying by | |
| Then it' s braces and boots and bad attitudes | |
| Boys and phones and every change in moods | |
| Trying times, man, but you' ll survive | |
| And it' s supposed to be home at ten | |
| You' re late again | |
| Where the heck you 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 the 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 good bye with a tear in your eye | |
| I know, I know you go 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' re wondering how 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 the blink of an eye they' re out of sight | |
| I know, I know it goes so slow | |
| But it' s flying by | |
| When it' 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 perfectly still | |
| A prayer and a song as they lowered it down into the ground | |
| You better hold on tight it' s a short, short life | |
| In the 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 |