Everything I do, I do in slow motion.
I don't know what to say.
Everywhere I fall, don't know name or location.
Baby, I'll just find my way, I'll find it.
Oh...
Years ago now, I couldn't hold my eyes to the stars.
Burdened by how they slept so far away.
I see now this is better in so many ways.
All that glitter is fire, burns the skin and leaves you with haste.
Everything I do, I do in slow motion.
I don't know what to say.
Everywhere I fall, don't know name or location.
Baby, I'll just find my way, I'll find it.
Heavy is my sleeping, terror is my dreaming,
While you are pretty through the night.
And you may taste the salt that rolls off my cheekbone,
But you don't know why I cry.
Over mulled wine, all the tact fell through the floor.
Tripping over fine lines and you.
If I stay here, well I'll have some explaining for you.
Sins are in mind where there's things that I ought to do.
Everything I do, I do in slow motion.
I don't know what to say.
Everywhere I fall, don't know name or location.
Baby, I'll just find my way, I'll find it.
Heavy is my sleeping, terror is my dreaming,
While you're pretty through the night.
And you may taste the salt that rolls off my cheekbone,
But you don't know why I cry.
I don't know what to say.
Everywhere I fall, don't know name or location.
Baby, I'll just find my way, I'll find it.
Oh...
Years ago now, I couldn't hold my eyes to the stars.
Burdened by how they slept so far away.
I see now this is better in so many ways.
All that glitter is fire, burns the skin and leaves you with haste.
Everything I do, I do in slow motion.
I don't know what to say.
Everywhere I fall, don't know name or location.
Baby, I'll just find my way, I'll find it.
Heavy is my sleeping, terror is my dreaming,
While you are pretty through the night.
And you may taste the salt that rolls off my cheekbone,
But you don't know why I cry.
Over mulled wine, all the tact fell through the floor.
Tripping over fine lines and you.
If I stay here, well I'll have some explaining for you.
Sins are in mind where there's things that I ought to do.
Everything I do, I do in slow motion.
I don't know what to say.
Everywhere I fall, don't know name or location.
Baby, I'll just find my way, I'll find it.
Heavy is my sleeping, terror is my dreaming,
While you're pretty through the night.
And you may taste the salt that rolls off my cheekbone,
But you don't know why I cry.