Oh-oh-ooh Oh-oh-ooh Oh-oh-ooh Oh-oh-ooh Oh-oh-ooh Oh-oh-ooh Slow mover, you can't come sooner I need you more than you know Dreamweaver, your fortune keeper Call me when you get back home Big thinking is so convincing They're kind of killing my hope Slow mover, don't ever lose her So I'm keeping two hands wrapped on our rope So, won't you tell me something? Something I won't believe Heaven knows I need nothing I heard nothing won't leave But I want it back I want it bad And I want it back I want it bad Rough lining trapped in lightning Throw salt on all that you sow What's worse than another person Do you have to do that dance on your own? So, won't you tell me something? Something I won't believe Heaven knows I need nothing I heard nothing won't leave But I want it back I want it bad And I want it back I want it bad