I loved dancing with you and to see you dancing. Your fun was so contagious. I apologize for I was a little too shy those few times we were in a disco. You already knew my tastes in music have always been a bit special; or more than a bit. So I really wanted you to listen to this one in the hope you could be moving your feet at it and at the same time get to know my ways in life, which resemble a lot my ways in music. Like those times in the car when you liked a lot the bands I was digging into at the moment.
I've actually tried to make dance tracks for you but I never dared to try harder, to go further then some feeble attempt. My flow was always cut by my worries, and worries in this music of mine are overwhelming the "dance part" by far.
But now, in the sinister implications of life, I see that just my worries made sense after all. Troublesome time, we are living. Perhaps it's my fault, baby: if only I found a sincere and honest good 'flow', we would be dancing our life out together now.
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