The Dance

YOU THINK YOUR LIFE IS OVER,
THAT NOTHING WILL BE OK.
THEN THE AIR BEGINS TO CLEAR,
YOU FIND A WARM SNOWY DAY.

A STRANGER FROM BEFORE,
A FRIEND FROM THE PAST...
SWEEPS YOU OFF YOUR FEET.
MAYBE HE WILL LAST!

YOU HIT YOURSELF FOR HOPING,
YOU'RE RUSHING THINGS ALONG.
BUT, EVERYTIME YOU HEAR HIS VOICE,
IT'S LIKE A SOFT, SWEET SONG.

THE DANCE IS COMING SOON,
YOU SIT AND PRAY HE'LL ASK.
THE CHOICES THAT LIE AHEAD,
ARE OPEN WIDE AND VAST.

THE DAY FINALLY COMES,
HE SAYS YOU'RE LOOKING GREAT.
WITH ALL THE FEELINGS RUSHING BY,
YOU'RE FEELING SORT OF FAINT.

THE NIGHT NOW IS OVER,
HE WALKS YOU TO YOUR DOOR.
THEN WHISPERS IN YOUR EAR,
THAT FOREVER HE'LL BE YOURS.