Slow Dance
Words and Music: © 2005 by Tom Smith
First, he commissioned a template song for her. Then she commissioned an original song for him. And one day I want to meet them both.
It was at Redondo High School, they met at a football
game,
She was fourteen, he was fifteen, didn't know each
other's name,
How can two young hearts already know that, even if
they stray,
It won't be very long until they meet again someday?
And so they slow dance with his arm around her
waist,
Slow dance this should not be done in haste,
When the music ends, they part as friends, but for now
their song is done,
There are other partners waiting, and the dance has
just begun.
The years went by so quickly, as the years will often
do,
Till the moment seemed to come at last to make their
dreams come true,
But the moment, it had slipped away, and then for
twenty years,
They found themselves in separate lives, with families
and careers.
And so the slow dance spins them 'round across the floor,
Slow dance but they both want something more,
'Cause when what you feel is only real while Frank
Sinatra sings,
You can't help but hope that someone might be waiting
in the wings.
Some say one partner's much like another,
Anyone can learn to dance slow,
But when you're cheek to cheek, it's not your
technique
That makes them not want to let go.
It was at Redondo High School, they were looking for
old friends,
And I'm pretty sure that you can tell just how the
story ends.
For with everything that's happened, it isn't all that
strange,
What they felt thirty years ago had never really changed.
And now they slow dance, just the way they used to do,
Slow dance, and their dreams have all come true,
Now the evening's done, two hearts are one, should've known it from the start...
It's the one you dance with last that wins your heart.
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