Dancing away, Dancing again
Is this the ballet of love my friend
Each swirl and turn a pirouette
Now a plié...
Soar like a bird even a plane
But hark, here comes the rain.

The clouds of doubt they creep,
hear the thunder of doom it rolls
It's a storm,of lies and deceit
The music of the heart, it slows.

Running, running for cover
Trembling and cold
As slowly the dance is over..
But, Hark! A new beat, a new dawn is come
So now music floods the soul
And slowly steps have grown bold
And a new rhythm takes control.