Across a Midnight Ballroom
She wonders if true love truly
exists,
If there’s such a thing as love
at first sight,
As she searches for a love to
hold and to miss,
Looking in fleeting glances stolen
through the night.
If there’s such a thing as love
at first sight,
He hopes that he’ll find her as
he stares around,
Looking in fleeting glances stolen
through the night,
Yearning that someone here is the
person to be found.
He hopes that he’ll find her as
he stares around,
She glimpses at him as quick as a
kiss
Yearning that someone here is the
person to be found.
Could it be him? She can only
wish.
She glimpses at him as quick as a
kiss.
He looks back at her, twirling another
in desperate plight.
Could it be him? She can only
wish.
For the woman’s he with surely
cannot be right.
He looks back at her, twirling
another in desperate plight.
Dying to dance with her,
determination clenches his fists
For the woman’s he with surely
cannot be right.
He gazes at her, mesmerized in
sheer bliss.
Dying to dance with her,
determination clenches his fists,
As she searches for a love to
hold and to miss.
He gazes at her, mesmerized in
sheer bliss.
She wonders if true love really
exists.
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