This dance
So brand new
And yet steps so old
They pass for new

This heart flutters
But what is the why
For a kiss of love
Or fear to cry

For it's not the man
I fear nor the stance
It's to lose a little more
Of the graceful art of romance

I think it makes one calus
To have his toes stepped upon
So continually that the heart
Would need a pumis stone

And do I just look to your eyes
And write the magic that I feel
And by pass my brother
Or are you really real

I think I'm on a cosmic float
And fell off center of the parade
And I got left in outer space
To drift on dream

Which if I made it up for myself
Damn I did a good job
I don't see anything I left out
Except for the instruction manual