Track 4 of the album Dear Whoever Finds This · 2021
Take Your Time, Take My Hand
“Three in the morning with the kettle warm on the sill. A slow dance for two people who can't sleep.”
hard rock · torch rock · ballad · 3:28
Lyrics
Three in the morning, the house is still The kettle is warm on the windowsill You come to the kitchen in your socks We do not need to count the clocks I take your hand, you take mine The night is slow and the night is kind No one needs to say a thing The quiet is enough to sing Take your time, take my hand Slow and easy, we understand Three a.m., nowhere to be Stay with me, stay with me The streetlight paints the floor in gold Your head on me, my arms to hold The hours drift, we let them go Nothing here we need to know Take your time, take my hand Slow and easy, we understand Three a.m., nowhere to be Stay with me, stay with me Soft and slow, soft and slow Let the morning take its time Take your time, take my hand Slow and easy, we understand Three a.m., nowhere to be Stay with me, stay with me Stay with me, stay with me