If you want to walk into this life Don't talk Take your time Let your eyes grow accustomed to the light If you want to walk into this life Don't talk Take your time Let your eyes grow accustomed to the light Turn it on, slow Turn it on, slow ♪ Turn it on slowly over me If you want to walk into this life Don't talk Take your time Wear the same boots Walk the same routes routinely Turn it on, slow Turn it on, slow Turn it on, slow Put your head in my hands Your skin on mine Your jet black hair that never knew where to draw the line (turn it on, slow) You put your head in my hands Your skin on mine Your jet black hair that never knew where to draw the line You put your head in my hands Your skin on mine That jet black hair that never knew where to draw the line