Paroles: Laura Jansen. Bells. Come To Me.

Give me some time to lift myself up
I have been down for the count
And all my self pride is gone like the winter
Fresh like a flower I come alive

Love, come to me slow
Love, come to me slow

A compass gone blind
My heart unsteady, hoping to dance on the wire
I move a little bit and take it back
Run away but with a map
Always returning and turning and turning

Love, come to me slow
Love, come to me slow

La la la lalala lalala lalala

La la la lalala lalala lalala

I keep running, and running, and running
I keep running, and running, and running
I keep running, and running, and running
I keep running, and running, and running

Over, up over that hill
I'll find my peace, I will, I will

Love, come to me slow
Love, come to me slow, yeah
Love, come to me slow
Love, come to me slow