You would take me in your arms and hold me tightly.
We would move across the floor as smooth as glass.
And everyone would stare, whisper "What a perfect pair"
And we knew somehow that time would never pass.
And I thought that we could stay this way for always.
We were partners in perpectual romance.
In the kitchen, in the hall
For no reason there at all
We would catch each other's eyes,
And we would dance.
And I promised you that children wouldn't change things.
And you swore that you would want me till you die.
There was love and there was laughters, and the words "Forever" after.
And neither of us thought we were telling a lie.
Now the dreams and all the days that held such promise.
Seem to fade away like shadows in a trance.
As we live the day-to-day, we get lost along the way.
And somehow we forgotten how to dance.
Why can't I just accept that things are changing?
Open up my hands and let them go?
But the pieces of my heart keep rearranging.
And something deep inside me keeps on saying "No".
I want them back, the days when everything was possible.
Before we settled down to comfortable dispair.
To remember what romance is.
Making love and taking chances.
But most of all....most of all....
I want to dance.....I want to dance....
Hey....Don't you want to dance