

Yeah, yeah {smooth electric piano
chord swells, soft vinyl crackle}
Late night on the avenue
Thinking 'bout the things we used to do
You had the keys to my design
But lately you've been hard to find
I'm calling out your name
in the dark (in the dark)
Trying to rekindle that old spark {vocal harmonies swelling}
Slow down,
we don't gotta rush this feeling
Let the music take us to the ceiling
Every touch, every single breath is real
Show me how you really feel (yeah,
yeah)
Look,
check the timeline, we were so aligned
Now you're playing games with my peace of mind
I'm talking real talk,
no more disguise
I can read the truth right behind your eyes
Slow down, we don't gotta rush this feeling
Let the music
take us to the ceiling
Every touch, every single breath is real
Show me how you really feel (how
you feel) Slow it down...
(just slow it down)
Yeah, keep it
right there {drums fade out,
leaving warm Rhodes and
gentle vocal runs}