Santo Domingo Slow

Santo Domingo Slow
Santo Domingo Slow

Santo Domingo Slow, let the shutters glow
Santo Domingo Slow, nowhere I need to go
I came for the city, left carrying your street
Santo Domingo Slow, stay here with me

Red fan turning in your fingers
Heat still hanging after two
Motorbikes below the balcony
I came for three days, then I met you
You show me where the night gets coffee
Where the old men play dominoes
I stop looking at my travel list
Start learning how your neighborhood goes

Don't rush the morning
It already knows where we're going

Santo Domingo Slow, let the shutters glow
Santo Domingo Slow, nowhere I need to go
I came for the city, left carrying your street
Santo Domingo Slow, stay here with me

Market opens under us
Mango crates roll down the lane
You know every vendor by first name
I know my flight leaves today
My suitcase waits beside the doorway
But I keep asking one more thing
How a place can turn from postcard
Into somewhere your voice lives in

I thought the island made me linger
Truth is, places don't hold
I came for the city and left carrying your street
That red fan held the answer all along

Santo Domingo Slow, taxi waiting below
Santo Domingo Slow, one more minute before I go
I came for the city, left carrying your street
Santo Domingo Slow, remember me

Santo Domingo Slow