Friday, September 30, 2011

Dance

I'm waiting for you to make me want to dance.
Remind my heart what it's like to be held
Out in front of everyone, romanced.
Lead me in your arms, and I'll be lead.

Song after song, and band after band,
Day after day, still piercing me with that glance.
And when fight after fight you're still holding my hand,
Put your arm 'round my waste, remind me why I love to dance.