Where to start? Where to go? Lost in the street, lost down this road.
Dancing alone, in the corner of this room, but dancing altogether, is better with you.
Stepping on my feet, your rhythm isn’t good, but being this close never feels like it should.
I'm afraid if I let go, I’ll be letting go too long, so dance with me backwards, to a slow song.
Pull me closer, into your shoulder I’ll hide, spinning around on my tip toes I try.
Sing in my ear, dare me to dream, and dare me to dare, let’s get lost down this road, without a simple care.
*PENCIL ME IN
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