Baby Steps
We both quit the green
Climbed down from that tree
Now I'm his blue dream
My baby and me
Are headed down south
Away from the crowds
Cause Londons too loud
Over and out for now
Give my head time
Cause thats all it needs
To distance itself
From all that ain't peace
So we drive to find places that we can make love
Cause we're just that kind where bed ain't enough
And I've been adored by strangers before
But all that it's taught is less is more
So I'm gonna fall out
Shit's starting to weigh
I'm tired anyway
It's passed eleven
And any second I'm gonna call it a day
Now up in my room tying lose ends
Those who fell through well I don't call my friends
Strangers at most I let get too close
We all come and go no hard feelings involved
Like that girl Mary Jane
Met every day
But when she showed her cards
Well I couldn't play
And when I lose my flow I fall of my roll
I'm on a low but baby steps come slow
Come slow (Come slow)
Come slow (Come slow)
Come slow (Come slow)
Come slow (Come slow)
So I'm gonna fall out
Shit's starting to weigh
I'm tired anyway
It's passed eleven
And any second I'm gonna call it a day
Climbed down from that tree
Now I'm his blue dream
My baby and me
Are headed down south
Away from the crowds
Cause Londons too loud
Over and out for now
Give my head time
Cause thats all it needs
To distance itself
From all that ain't peace
So we drive to find places that we can make love
Cause we're just that kind where bed ain't enough
And I've been adored by strangers before
But all that it's taught is less is more
So I'm gonna fall out
Shit's starting to weigh
I'm tired anyway
It's passed eleven
And any second I'm gonna call it a day
Now up in my room tying lose ends
Those who fell through well I don't call my friends
Strangers at most I let get too close
We all come and go no hard feelings involved
Like that girl Mary Jane
Met every day
But when she showed her cards
Well I couldn't play
And when I lose my flow I fall of my roll
I'm on a low but baby steps come slow
Come slow (Come slow)
Come slow (Come slow)
Come slow (Come slow)
Come slow (Come slow)
So I'm gonna fall out
Shit's starting to weigh
I'm tired anyway
It's passed eleven
And any second I'm gonna call it a day
Credits
Writer(s): Ella Bleakley
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