i see you move
i see you on the floor
a sip of my drink
while staring at her
she dance like this
like nobody sees
the music she feels
with elegance and ease
things i'd do to you honey
you don't even have a clue
for the time being though
i'm just savoring the view

scent of wild flowers
skin delicate and tender
add the way she moves
and throw it in a blender
my mind paints the way
i peel the dress off her
it's like hearing music
if your were deaf before
like seeing the light
when you open your eyes
like knowing all the answers
without asking any whys

makes your head spin
what went through my mind
if the music was to end
she would make it rewind
i make her spin around
hold my hand up high
she floats in a rhythm
with a look in her eye
then i hear her say:
"nothing's what it seems"
not any more at least
i wake up from a dream

what's the next thing that i see?
you never going to guess
on the floor next to my bed
i see the **** girl's dress
yes! dreams do come true
is what i'm thinking to myself
now i'm skipping work too
'cause it's already twelve
the moral of the story
is not difficult to realize
i saw all the right moves
in the dancing girl's eyes

places i go
faces i see
things are not always
what the seem to be
places i have went to
faces i have seen
life after all could be
yet another dream
places I go
faces I see
and after All this
it was just a dream