I wonder what she lost that night that made her stand up on that hill…
He probably started crying and she had no idea what to do.
Just how long has passed since I watched you leave that morning?
Will the feelings simply fade away as time flows onward?
Baby, Slow down: you’re like metropolitan train…
Baby, Slow down: you’re like a snowmobile…
Baby, Slow down: your days are spent bruised and beaten.
Baby, Slow down.
Gently pick that lone flower,
Blooming on the side of the road,
And offer it in praise of uneventful days.
I find you, just as you were back then…
Gently take your hand…
And dance one more slow dance –
A slow, slow dance.
A sudden rain and wind sweep through,
Carrying away the scents of the city.
He’s still searching for you…
He’s still…
Baby, Slow down: you’re like metropolitan train…
Baby, Slow down: you’re like a snowmobile…
Baby, Slow down: your days are spent bruised and beaten.
Baby, Slow down.
Gently pick that lone flower,
Blooming on the side of the road,
And offer it in praise of uneventful days.
I find you, just as you were back then…
Gently take your hand…
And dance one more slow dance –
A slow, slow dance.
Slow dance – a slow, slow dance.