Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Met you by the corner store Sweats Slides Hair tied Nothing more You laughed Said “This ain’t my look” But you stopped my whole day in its tracks I was shook [Pre-Chorus] I’ve been chasing one-night thrills You’re that Sunday kind of chill Now my heartbeat won’t align With my usual kind of time [Chorus] You’re sugar on the sidewalk I’m stuck Every little step I’m caught in your rush Moving in slow motion Bodies in a crush High-speed world But we touch in slow hush Sugar on the sidewalk So sweet Let the night run wild You can set that speed Turn my fast life down Let your love lead High energy heart Slow jam in the sheets (oh yeah) [Verse 2] Talking in the back of the Lyft City rolling by But you’re the gift You read my old scars like a map Then you traced every line with your hand in my lap [Pre-Chorus] You said “Boy You run too fast Have you ever tried to make a moment last?” Now my pulse keeps sync with you Every breath a different groove [Chorus] You’re sugar on the sidewalk I’m stuck Every little step I’m caught in your rush Moving in slow motion Bodies in a crush High-speed world But we touch in slow hush Sugar on the sidewalk So sweet Let the night run wild You can set that speed Turn my fast life down Let your love lead High energy heart Slow jam in the sheets (hey!) [Bridge] We don’t need a plan tonight Just your hands on mine That’s right Let them talk Let them pass us by We’ll be dancing in a whisper Eye to eye [Chorus] You’re sugar on the sidewalk I’m stuck Every little step I’m caught in your rush Moving in slow motion Bodies in a crush High-speed world But we touch in slow hush Sugar on the sidewalk So sweet Let the night run wild You can set that speed Turn my fast life down Let your love lead High energy heart Slow jam in the sheets
Tags
pop, Bright synth-pop slow jam with male vocals over a rubbery bassline and crisp drum machine groove. Verses stay intimate with muted keys and soft pads; chorus blooms with stacked harmonies, glittery arps, and a sidechain swell that makes it feel like a dance-floor confession. Bridge strips back to voice and bass, then everything slams back in for a final, euphoric hook., slow
Duration
3:10
Instrumental
No
Created
2/4/2026