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A SLOW SONG

lyrics: J. Morse © 1983

There are times when all I do is dream
There are days when things aren't what they seem
Why are you and I as one?
There are moments when I look into the past
There are dreams with characters but no cast
You and I and the other two
   You say you love me, but we all know it's not true
   You love him. . . he loves her
   She loves me. . . I love you
   What are we gonna do?
     Troubles mount all around
     Where do we go from here?
     My heart cries out but there's no sound
     My body shakes with fear
     I pick up my pen and do
     What I've avoided far too long
     The time has come then
     To finally write a slow song

There are nights when I lay alone and cry
There are things that happen, I don't know why
Why are things the way they are?
There are ways of making it alright
There are problems, it can't happen tonight
The question answered from afar
   You say you love me, but we all know it's not true
   Dance with me. . . all through the night
   Keep together. . . hold me tight
   Why do we do it? The meaning's lost
   We live in fantasy, disregarding the cost
   What are we gonna do?
     Troubles mount all around
     Where do we go from here?
     My heart cries out but there's no sound
     My body shakes with fear
     I pick up my pen and do
     What I've avoided far too long
     The time has come then
     To finally write a slow song

There are times when I sit down to play
There are days when the notes just go away
How come I always play the fool?
There are moments when I even fool myself
There are dreams that I have to put on a shelf
Because I know they break the rules
   You say you love me, but we all know it's not true
   You love him. . . he loves her
   She loves me. . . I love you
   What are we gonna do?
     Troubles mount all around
     Where do we go from here?
     My heart cries out but there's no sound
     My body shakes with fear
     I pick up my pen and do
     What I've avoided far too long
     The time has come then
     To finally write a slow song