Текст песни
[Вступление] [Acoustic nylon guitar solo, soft brush drums, upright bass entry] [Куплет 1] Morning light comes creeping through the blinds Leaves a trail of gold across the floor Quiet streets are leaving yesterday behind As the world awakes outside my door Coffee cools beside a half-read page Wind blows softly through the balcony window pane [Припев] Take it slow, let the rhythm drift away In the quiet spaces of the afternoon Nothing left that needs to be said today Just the gentle sway of a summer tune Oh, let the world keep spinning on We are floating right where we belong [Куплет 2] Dust motes dancing in a beam of sun Pencil sketches scattered on the desk Every shadow blending into one Simple moments lying at their best Breeze carries ocean air from miles away Washing over every worry in the room [Припев] Take it slow, let the rhythm drift away In the quiet spaces of the afternoon Nothing left that needs to be said today Just the gentle sway of a summer tune Oh, let the world keep spinning on We are floating right where we belong [Бридж] [Airy piano solo, delicate syncopated rhythm] No rush for where the river goes No map for where the pathway leads The softest wind is all it blows To give us everything we need [Припев] Take it slow, let the rhythm drift away In the quiet spaces of the afternoon Nothing left that needs to be said today Just the gentle sway of a summer tune Oh, let the world keep spinning on We are floating right where we belong [Аутро] Floating right where we belong... Softly sway... [Fade out with soft nylon guitar and airy piano]
