Lyric Untitled

She takes it deep to the heart right from the start
she talks softly over a glass of wine.
Now and again she s more than a friend, why don t
you just throw me that line.
It would be great if she d dedicate just a minute
from her precious time.
I ll give it a while, but that s not my style, now how
is that a crime?
Everyone says that I m wild.
Pardon my French but I still know my child.
And that was the day I told her I needed some
time.

Well I began walking when she was still talking I m
looking for that exit sign.
Pardon my face but I m leaving no trace cause I
really haven t got the time.
Well I began thinking and my heart is just sinking
and I m looking for that place to go.
Isn t it sad that she ll treat you so bad, but you
never really let her know.

And everyone says that she s crying.
But I can t forget all the time I spent trying.
And that was the day I told her I needed some
time.

I know, I know what it feels like to be alone.
I know, I know what it feels like to be at home.
I like, I like stopping to say hello.
It s my life, my life why can t we take this slow?
Why can t we take this slow?

Well I ve been through these phases, I ve walked
through these mazes.
I m sick and I m a little tired.
It sure isn t fair but I m not aware of the patience
that s required.
If I could have kissed her every time that I missed
her I still would be out the door.
But now and again, I sure need a friend now isn t
that what she s for?

And everyone says that I m lying,
But I can t forget all the time she spent crying.
And that was the day I told her I needed some
time.

I know, I know what it feels like to be alone.
I know, I know what it feels like to be at home.
I like, I like stopping to say hello.
It s my life, my life why can t we take this slow?
Why can t we take this slow?
Baby take it slow.
It s my life.
My life.
Why can t we take it slow?
Baby, take it slow.