I ask
I dreamed
             I wished,
                 But it has never come to be.
                     In my head I can see
                        The slow dance that seems like it will never be

                              He's held me in his arms
                                 Laid his head on my chest
                                     But never has he offered me a slow dance
                                         Well at least not yet

                                             I am not especially romantic
                                                Never expecting fine gifts or flowers
                                                  I would much rather sit and laugh with him for hours

                                                       But this one little thing
                                                          S­o simple
                                                          ­  It does not require a ring
                                                            ­  Or a single grandeur gesture
                                                         ­        No music
                                                           ­         Or candles
                                                         ­             
                                                                ­      If he knew how much it meant to me
                                                              ­           Would he still not do it?
                                                             ­               All I want is one slow dance
                                                           ­                    As I put my whole world in his hands.