Still, I Thought of You Thinking of this year From September the 8th Leave me, leave Slow down Slow down, my love Slow down Slow down, my love Cold blades blister While the curtains draw in If we Slow down Slow down, my love Slow down Scaring us, stealing The blackened evidence Fade out Slow down Slow down, my love Slow down Slow down Slow down, my love Slow down