Dance With Me

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Slip your hand in mine
I'll try not to misstep
Twirl me again
My heart stutters in my chest

Your smile is the sun
Your guiding hand, my anchor
I trust you to lead me on
And if I'm a lady, you're a lord.

Your dancing is superb
You make me want to fly
Just being around you
Makes me forget the time

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