Our dance

I remember evey move
All the eyes were on us
Oh! We were making the groove
And we were not trying to impress

The night grow old
We stuck together
All I was thinking is to be cajoled
Just like sleeping on a pillow of feather

And then the dance ended
And u slipped away
And my heart felt distended
By you not crossing again my way

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