A Slow Hot Wind (feat. Daniël von Piekartz)

Her gaze, swept over me now. A slow hot wind. Some days, it's too warm to fight. A slow hot wind. And there in the shade like a cool drink waiting, she sat with slow fire in her eyes just waiting. Some days, it's too warm to fight. Slow hot wind. And there in the shade, like a cool drink waiting, she sat with slow fire in her eyes just waiting. Some days, it's too warm to fight Slow hot wind Well, well, well Slow hot wind