When the river comes to the coast
I would like to know you for sure
When the seasons comes to a close
There is just no high to the lows
Maybe it is not like me
To want another not like she
I need it slow
I need it slow
I need it slow
I need it slow
Now that it is what i have known
She will never know what i know
I need it slow
I need it slow
I need it slow
I need it slow