Take Your Sweet Time - Bell X1

Had she imagined, the sound of her voice?

Had she imagined, this notion of noise

And its wasn’t at all, like what she had drawn

Like what she imagined

Flick of a light switch, keep turning on and off

Everybody laughing at the rain on the roof

So much to hear, so much to hear

Ah take your sweet time

Take your sweet time

Take your sweet time

Take your sweet time

I switched your gears off

You could not stop crying

Days of the week

By Wednesday afternoon, we’re all there with you

These tears we’ll catch them

What’s it like to hear music?

For the very first time

I need you more than I want you

For the very first time

When you haven’t heard it all

when you’re forty years old

Take your sweet time

Take your sweet time

Take your sweet time

Take your sweet time

All in your own sweet time

All in your own sweet time

All in your own sweet time

All in your own sweet time