Dearest of the dear I beg you for this chance
I never thought that I might last to ask you for this dance
The lights are low and candles burn
Please let me take you twist and turn.
The moon is out right over there
I can see it looking past your hair
I can see it looking past your dress
Perhaps I’ve simply made a mess.
But you look so amazing here
And though I trip and stutter dear
I hope that you will take the time to see
What’s inside that I may be.
I dream that you can see a thing
Inside of me that I cannot
And love me from the first bell ring
As I fight this awful lot.
So let me have this dance tonight
And let it be the way you dream
And maybe I can last the fight
And maybe more if you would deem.