spiritual

There goes my plane
Ask me to stay
And I don't wanna leave no
Who needs the city when I have your hands you
Taking your time is a new religion
It feels like we've never done this before
No headlights on the roof of your car
Just close your eyes and let me show you the world
'Cause I could be the one in the dark
Making slow talk spiritual
Spiritual
Spiritual
Theres no control
You calm my soul
But my minds playing tricks 'cause
Who needs the city when I have your hands you
Taking your time is a new religion
Slow talk spiritual
It feels like we've never done this before
No headlights on the roof of your car
Just close your eyes and let me show you the world
'Cause I could be the one in the dark
Making slow talk spiritual
Spiritual
All of me
All of me
All of me
All of me
All of me
All of me
All of me
All of me
All of me
All of me
All of me
All of me