this moon tonight
my lover is holding
my shadow tight
she doesn't know my face
or know my name
but she hears my melody
all the same
and we move slow
dancing in her dreams
We've glanced on corners
we've passed on stairs
we've nodded on the narrows
to who knows where
crossed our paths
on crowded streets
we've been so close
someday we'll meet
when times are right
and stars align
But 'til then we'll dance
Let's dance on the width of a line
where a heart meets heart
mind meets mind
and love's in the air
it could be everywhere
someday we'll walk
let's walk on the edge of the world
our bodies in balance
our dreams endure
where love is the width of a line
Is there an ounce of a child
left in her heart
is there one last untamed
untouched part
can I fan those flames
she's so scared of
love her like she's
never been loved?
Is there a drop of a dream
I can still believe
can she mend my tear
weave my sleeve
wrap me in
true colors proud
muffle my drum
when it bangs so loud
Hear the drummer, let's dance
Chorus
She's sittin' at home
with her radio on
to that mystery station
that nobody owns
I'm plugged, I'm wired
I'm tuned, I'm hopin'
I'm the wolfman of love and
the lines are open
Come on, come on, let's dance
Chorus
Lyrics by Bob Walkenhorst
© 1994 Bob Walkenhorst Music bmi
Somehwere under this moon tonight my lover is holding my shadow tight she doesn't know my face or know my name but she hears my melody all the same and we move slow dancing in her dreams We've glanced on corners we've passed on stairs we've nodded on the narrows to who knows where crossed our paths on crowded streets we've been so close someday we'll meet when times are right and stars align But 'til then we'll dance Let's dance on the width of a line where a heart meets heart mind meets mind and love's in the air it could be everywhere someday we'll walk let's walk on the edge of the world our bodies in balance our dreams endure where love is the width of a line Is there an ounce of a child left in her heart is there one last untamed untouched part can I fan those flames she's so scared of love her like she's never been loved? Is there a drop of a dream I can still believe can she mend my tear weave my sleeve wrap me in true colors proud muffle my drum when it bangs so loud Hear the drummer, let's dance Chorus She's sittin' at home with her radio on to that mystery station that nobody owns I'm plugged, I'm wired I'm tuned, I'm hopin' I'm the wolfman of love and the lines are open Come on, come on, let's dance Chorus Lyrics by Bob Walkenhorst © 1994 Bob Walkenhorst Music bmi Explain Request ×
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