it was more than fate,
much more than chance,
we wound up there,
for one last dance,
you took my hand,
i held you close,
we slowly turn,
watched by most,
i made the most,
of that last dance,
because i knew,
i had no chance,
so now i look back,
on our last dance,
i remember brown eyes,
and being entranced,
now all i can tell you,
that everyone knew,
i had my chance,
lost my girl,
because your too beautiful...
