at half time your words seep into my bloodstream as if they were a drug
lazy smiles, half shut eyelids and fluid movements result
now if my heart was a dancer it'd be the greatest

at double time you've upped the dosage of your affection
i'm elated, clumsy and just a tad bit smitten
now if my heart was a dancer it would be alright

at triple time your love and your attention are addictive, fatal
my knees are weak and my chest is clenched
now if my heart was a dancer it would be retired