Black Shoes And Painted Skies
Tell Me Where Your Dreams Are…
Can you dance with me?
On a dancing spree.
Shall we ride
on the rhythm
filled with ecstasy.
As we glide
just a little
on a night to see.
Can you dance with me?
On a dancing spree.
Shall we ride
on the rhythm
filled with ecstasy.
As we glide
just a little
on a night to see.
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