

(hummmm) Rain on the glass,
a quiet afternoon
Lost in the pages
of an old room
Dust in the air,
dancing in the light
No need to hurry,
we have all night
Turn the page and let the world fade out
Nothing else to worry about
Just the paper and the wooden floor
Safe behind the bookstore door Spine worn thin,
stories left to read
Slowing down
is everything we need
Coffee cup
is cooling on the side
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Turn the page and let the world fade out
Nothing else to worry about
Just the paper and the wooden floor Safe behind the bookstore door
Safe inside... (hummmm) (ahhhh)