It's not the poetry that keeps me coming back for more
It's the spaces between talking that I long for
The quiet gazing
That speaks volumes
The silent moments
We spent alone in your room
Between hotels and bus rides
Between the sunset and the moonrise
That's where I long to stay
Watch the rest of the world
Fall away
And I can see the anger in your eyes
You're mad at the world but not at life
So I'll bate my breathe to keep your flames at bay
Watch the rest of the world fall away
And slow down, slow down
Slow down, slow down
Ah-um ba ba ba-ah
Ah-um ba ba ba-ah
Ah-um ba ba ba-ah
Ah-um ba ba ba-ah
And maybe I'll come back around like the rest of it does
In the springtime
I'll come back to where I started like the rest of it does
In the springtime
So I'll make you a deal. I'll trade you my stories for your sweet sweet rain
In the springtime
And watch them all just wash away
In the springtime
We make plans and we learn to change them
We stay still so we can move right on ahead
This may not be where I'm supposed to stay, but hey...
It's a nice place
To slow down, slow down
Slow down, slow down
Slow down, slow down
Slow down, slow down