“Dance me slowly along a moonlit path,Soaked with light from moon and stars above,Hold my hand and whistle a tune,Dance me slowly to the edge of Love.Waltz here with me on forest grass,Soft ballet pirouettes round sun dappled trees,Hold my hand and hum a tune,Catch my freshly blown kiss off the breeze.”
“Grab me, kiss me, waltz me, and love me,I adore thee cherish thee absolutely love thee,Come let’s take to the floor 'Neath a chandelier of stars from above,And dance me slowly to the edge of love.”
“And I hold my head high toward my big entrance, hand in hand with the boy who gave me the moon and the stars.”
“And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon.”
“Whenever I feel afraid I hold my head erect and whistle a happy tune.”
“I might not be able to hold my drink or my man, but what I can hold, is a tune. Point me in the right direction and give me a bloody mic.”