Come, darling, dance with me.
We’ll soar to the top of the sea,
Swim with all the birds that fly,
Linger at the bottom of the sky.
We’ll waltz the tango until we drop,
Love each other until our hearts pop,
Sing the song of silence together;
Our conversations would range from death to weather.
We’ll live on top of the moon
And go back to Venus in the middle of June.
So come, stand up, I’ll lead you there;
What a wonderful dance we could share.