So these things will grow
Faster when we're cold
It's slow love
Every mercy's new
When we're worn and used
It's slow love
Like beggars in the greying morning
These needful hands are reaching for you
We're beggars bought by suffered gold
We want what little love we hold
So these plans will fall through
When the years build on you
But there'll be slow love
'Cause we are broke and older
We're numbed and stumbling over
Your love
Like beggars in the greying morning
These needful hands are reaching for you
We're beggars bought by suffered gold
We want what little love we hold
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We want what little love we owe
We want what little love is slow