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Apr 2013
Take my hand,
I'll lead you to the dance floor
our two left feet somehow make a right
I want to wind into your arms and dip
take that risk I've never taken with you at my hip
Dancing to smooth jazz
I wont let go if the song is sad
I'll stay in that waltz
I'll hold your hand
till the last song plays
till there's nothing left
Written by
anastina
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