Vídeo da música
Vídeo da música
Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Saint Motel
Interpretação
Dak Lerdamornpong
Baixo
Greg Erwin
Bateria
AJ Jackson
Vocais
Aaron Sharp
Violão
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Alexander Leonard Jackson
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Joe LaPorta
Engenharia (masterização)
Rich Costey
Engenharia (mixagem)
AJ Jackson
Produção
Mark Needham
Produção
Letra
[Chorus]
I'm waitin' for that slow dance
So I can feel your arms around me
Wait 'til the music turns to romance
Go tell that DJ that he owes me
(Woo)
[Instrumental]
Well, they don't know that much about it
The way that every single day
[PreChorus]
I could be your best friend
I could be your centerpiece
I could be your soulmate
I could be your everything
Thunderbolts and lightning
Queuing up the symphony
(Barrump, barrump)
[Chorus]
You know I'm waitin' for that slow dance (Ah-ah)
So I can feel your arms around me (Ah-ah)
Wait 'til the music turns to romance (Ah-ah)
Go tell that DJ that he owes me, woah, yeah
[PostChorus]
Hand on my back, panic attack
Pull it together, don't overreact
Keepin' her close, don't step on her toes
Leave enough room for the holier ghost
Romance (Ah-ah)
Too slow, but this is how you show me, woah
[Verse 1]
We could talk for forty hours
We'd end up right back at the start
[PreChorus]
I could be your best friend
I could be your centerpiece
I could be your soulmate
I could be your everything
Thunderbolts and lightning
Queuing up the symphony
(Barrump, barrump)
[Chorus]
You know I'm waitin' for that slow dance (Ah-ah)
So I can feel your arms around me (Ah-ah)
Wait 'til the music turns to romance (Ah-ah)
Go tell that DJ that he owes me, woah, yeah
[Bridge]
There's no doubt about it
It's something magical
Feeling our surroundings
And time is slowing down for us
[Chorus]
You know I'm waitin' for that slow dance (Ah-ah)
So I can feel your arms around me (Ah-ah)
Wait 'til the music turns to romance (Ah-ah)
Go tell that DJ that he owes me, woah, yeah
[PostChorus]
Hand on my back, panic attack
Pull it together, don't overreact
Keepin' her close, don't step on her toes
Leave enough room for the holier ghost
Romance (Ah-ah)
Too slow, but this is how you show me, woah
Written by: Alexander Leonard Jackson