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Apr 2010
Understanding now how you’ve been bringing me along
Took me time to learn the words of your favorite song
Impatience makes me blind and it often leaves me clueless
I’m letting you lead me now…with slightly feigned duress

More comfortable now with the way you take the chance
You catch me off guard and ask me if I’ll slow dance
Then you gently take my hand and lead me to the floor
Pull me close, arm to waist, and now I can’t ignore

When I try to move too fast, you spin me toward the door
Then you reel me right back in so we’re closer than before
In those moments, when we’re dancing, everything goes dark
Save the music, and your breathing…and the rhythm of our hearts

Tried to tell you, more than once, that I’m stepping on your toes
That I should leave…this isn’t easy…it’s something we both know
Then when I think you’ll end the dance, you take another twirl
And whisper softly in my ear, “Just one more go-round, baby girl?”
Written by
Robin Russell  F/Texas
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