
(hummmm) Ahhhh (ooh)
In a quiet port of steel and glass I watch the slow
ships drift past
A small sign swings in the cooled air
Like it remembers who was there I hold my drink with steady
hands And let the night obey its plans
Something in the ceiling hums too low
A silver note that will not go
I smile as if I don't know
Stay a little, let the time move slow
Let the room turn soft and glow If the stars feel close,
don't let it show Stay a little,
let the time
move slow A traveler laughs,
then looks away Like they heard a name I shouldn't say
The jukebox plays a tired tune That curls around the crooked moon
I count the tiles,
I count the cost Of every hello I have lost
One step in, one step out
That's how the doorway keeps its doubt
Hold the chord till it turns thin Then let the calm come
back again
Stay a little, let the time move slow Let the room turn
soft and glow If the stars feel close,
don't let it show Stay a little,
let the time move slow (la la) Ahhhh (hummmm)