How long has it been ever since
we finally gave in to our friends
and so we met? I won't forget.
We talked for hours past sunset.
I can't imagine now what we'd be like
had someone else showed up that winter night.
Would my universe, without you, be as bright?
And from there, everything went fast.
The awkwardness between us didn't last.
Soon, we stopped holding back on what we asked
'til we learned to fear what if all this too shall pass.
CHORUS:
Maybe we should take it slow.
Don't need to tell me yes or no.
I don't mind that we don't know
as long as you and I don't let go.
Maybe we should take it slow.
What's there for us, God only knows.
Won't it be sweeter if we wait though
for love to find us, for love to grow?
Are you as afraid? What if we're made
not for each other and we just
have yet to pay attention to
all that's offered for us two?
We're both not used to this, a bit amiss.
Contemplating more as sleep gets less.
Don't you wish as well these doubts be put to rest?
CHORUS.
Let's take our time.
Why hurry if we do have the rest of our lives?
May we have a hundred or a hundred fifteen
years. I won't give up until we quell our fears.
Maybe we should take it slow.
Maybe then, our love will grow.
