James Taylor — Slow Burning Love

It was a hot and sultry day somewhere in early September I don't hardly remember the day Just the way the sun beat down upon the bay, baby I did not even need to know your name It was, oh, so plain to see that you had eyes for me Halfway open, halfway closed, half-naked eyes for me, baby It was a slow burning love, a fair-weather love affair A slow burning, smoldering love for you and I And like the sun on the edge of the Western sky, it died Oh, the lights of the city were close at hand I might just as well have been another man You might just as well have been another girl It might just as well have been another world It was a slow burning love, a fair-weather love affair A slow burning, smoldering love for you and I And like the sun on the edge of the Western sky, it died Oh, slow burning love You were smoking up that day, some kind of hot It was a slow burning love, a fair-weather love affair A slow burning, smoldering love for you and I And like the sun on the edge of the Western sky, it died