Fog clears from the car window
Night sky told a story that I know
Repeat of the same episode
What I get, what I want, how you leave, how you go
Hometown seems like an echo
The only road that I want is not shown
On the map that I built long ago
What I get, what I want, how you leave, how you go
This automatic has this afterglow
And there is no stampede behind me so
Complacency is an old soul
Heart in my trunk that's the way it goes
Slow Winding
Slow winding
Slow winding
Slow winding
Blue tint's got my mind made up
It's a rush that I choose to ignore
In a second it'll be over so
What I get, what I want, how you leave, how you go
Walk by all the glass on the floor
Bare feet is the way that I chose
Don't make a sound or I'll lose all control
What I get, what I want, how you leave, how you go
This automatic has this afterglow
And I can't be bothered with the radio
Why can't I come up with a new scenario
It seems to be the only one I know
Slow winding
slow winding
slow winding
slow winding
Take a trip, Montreal
Nobody knows, nobody knows
Leave your shame at the door
Nobody knows, nobody needs to know
♬ ♬
Slow Winding
slow winding
slow winding
Nobody knows
Take me down this long road
Take me down this long road
Slow winding
Slow winding
Slow winding
Slow winding

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