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