Our Dance

It's a story but that's why I'm here

To tell you story, 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 chicks to greet

And beautiful faces unseen

So many stories to hear

So many chicks to greet

And beautiful faces unseen

What they were building? No one could say

At the turn of the night

We all wonder and chuckle in the lights

Until every floor is soaked 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?

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 invitation

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