... and we'll dance, dance, dance;
dance the night away.
Take my hand and hold me close,
cause if I stray too far, I'll fade away.
and if the night calls my name,
pray me well to come back again.
Should I not, remember my love;
as it's the only good thing I have going.
Oh gentle voice, I crave to see you,
even on weekends when I lay in the arms
of another. I've doubted so long, yet
wish to try one more, cause maybe love and luck
now play in my favor.
Perhaps, maybe this one time.
So please, I ask, take my hand and hold
me close; cause if I stray to far, I'll
fade away.
