Stef Chura - Slow Motion lyrics

Why can't I watch you? Growing in slow motion I can feel you starting I can feel you slowing Going down the road In this out of control locomotive That is not stopping For no one You bottle me In your pocket and explode Give me something And I don't know what it's for And right when it starts to feel like home It's time to go You'll be looking At a depression in the sand At the silhouette Of an unfolded hand If there's nothing At the finish of our plan We can just start over Right back where we began If it doesn't Happen too fast It's gonna happen real slow It will just slip out your fingers And you won't even notice Which way it went Which way it goes Why can't I watch you? Growing in slow motion I can feel you starting I can feel you slowing Going down the road In this out of control locomotive That is not stopping For no one You bottle me In your pocket and explode Give me something and I don't know what it's for And right when it starts To feel like home It's gonna slip out your fingers and You don't even notice Which way it went Which way it goes