Slow Slow Slowing down Slowing down So slow This could be my favorite time of day When everything is nestling down Feathers ruffled and wings touch ground And every floor closes up So slow Every voice acquires a hush And limbs grow numb Fingers finding hard start to roam And whispering I say to you I could stay here always Just watching you breathe Making up some great adventure story Where you win all the fame and glory I could stay here always Dreaming awake Dreaming awake Dreaming, dreaming awake What is all this rushing about? What have I done to prove? What is all this rushing about? Ive got to slow it down So slow I could stay here always Just watching you breathe Making up some great adventure story Where you win all the flame and the glory I could stay here always Dreaming awake Dreaming awake Dreaming, dreaming awake Im dreaming Dreaming awake Slow Slow