Take Your Time Songtext

von Keith Ward

Take Your Time

They get on the train, no time to say hello
This is New York time, north of the Nashville line and I find
Take your time

Because you've got to run without walking, laugh without crying
I know its been a while, take your time

There she goes, southern blood, New York blue jeans
There she knows, calling out to that Mississippi skyline

We get lost in work, so let the deadlines die
22 is 32 if you don't look up and find, your kind
Take your time

Because you've got to breathe before talking, stop before sleeping
I know its been a while
Take Your Time

There she goes, southern blood, New York blue jeans
There she knows, calling out to that Mississippi skyline

Because you've got to dance without moving, kiss without thinking
I know its been a while
Take Your Time

There she goes, southern blood, New York blue jeans
There she knows, calling out to that Mississippi skyline