he studies her face
as her hips glide
slowly across the floor
and he always seems to know...

when she's ready to dance

love knows the right moves
each time better than before
eyes locked...their song begins
and he always seems to know...

when she's ready to dance

the music plays inside their heads
as the world disappears
dedicated to the dance...they slide
in perfect unison to the beat
she looks up...touching his lips
shoving her body against him
pulling together...they move
in perfect unison to the beat
with fingers laced...they kiss
rocking together to low of the moon
and it's funny how he knows...

when she's ready to dance

drowning in her upturned eyes
he takes her down with him
suddenly...nothing else matters
and it's funny how he knows...