We all know we all grow older.
And some, like me, a little colder.
Thank god, I also grew a little bolder.
For that, I know how heaven feels, with every time I hold her...

You can sit there, or you can dance,
And God knows, I can't dance
But I'll be ****** if I just sit there,
And miss my only chance.

So I'll stride out onto the floor,
Head high, and eyes on her
She takes my hand, and leads the way
The world is now a blur...