Our Dance

It's a story, but that's why I'm here to tell you stories, so picture the scene Let's begin The turn of the day When all music fools come out to play Until the drunk turn of night So many stories to hear So many cheeks to greet And beautiful faces unseen So many stories to hear So many cheeks to greet And beautiful faces unseen What they were building? No one could say Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! At the turn of the night We all wonder and chuckle in the lights Until every floor is sought through Such crazy behaviors Such noise in our ears Let's all change gears Such crazy behaviors Such noise in our ears Let's all change gears If we you really need to express something But I don't know what it is I want to express... Or how to express it? Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Before this night ends I will mingle and find you Until your hand is in my hand So much sweat and laughter So much for electric beats And spark when you come so sweet So much sweat and laughter So much for electric beats And spark when you come so sweet Thank you for a lovely evening Good night, it's been charming At the turn of the day When words become syllables Will you remember our dance? I ask myself that question all the time At the turn of the day When words become syllables Will you remember our dance? Ah! You remember that? Something I should never forget