The Slow Club

Lying in the half-light
Singing lullabies
Frozen by a reverie unrecognized
Keeping with convention
I decline to hesitate
Rushing into everything
But always running five minutes late
I barely know you
But baby, would you mind

If we just meet at the slow club?
Would you meet me at the slow club?

A phalanx of treadmills
Trying to keep up the pace
Front-running the hip-parade
Keeps a smile on the face
With my favorite t-shirt I will
Try to turn your head
But what makes me a better man
Can hardly be determined in bed
So what would happen instead

If we just meet at the slow club?
Would you meet me at the slow club?

You could be good for me
If we take our time
But I knew before the kiss
By the way you spend
Your sunshine