

(ahhhh) Late room, low lamp,
I let the night breathe
I take it slow when the whole room leans Hands on the
table, tracing small scenes Coffee gone cold but the mood stays warm
A little worn edge has its own kind of charm I talk
in a line that can ride the beat Soft on the tongue
but the timing is neat You move like a thought that I
almost knew Nothing too loud,
just enough coming through
Stay in the pocket with me
Let it roll easy and deep
No need to rush what we mean
We got a good kind of lean
Keep it low, keep it right here
Soft enough to pull me near
Slow and groovy, sweet and clear We can make a small world
here Keep it low,
keep it right here
Hold that look and let it steer
Easy rhythm in my ear We can make a small world here
You say my name like a half-lit sign I answer back with
a crooked smile The floor has space and the air sits loose
Every little pause keeps the feeling true I give a short line,
then a higher tone A faded gold note when I sing alone
No grand display, no dramatic spin Just a steady little fire under
skin
(ooh) take
your time (ooh) read my mind I rise,
then fall into the line You lean in close and I feel
fine
Keep it low, keep it right here
Soft enough to pull me near
Slow and groovy, sweet and clear We can make a small world
here
Keep it low, keep it right here
Hold that look and let it steer Easy rhythm in my ear
We can make a small world here
Stay a little longer
In this mellow turn
I can feel the room glow
And the
low flame burn