Dance Here Slowly Vincent Lima

We’ve been out on the floor for ten minutes or so
And I looked in your eyes, and they spoke
They said, boy you can’t dance
But you’ve walked through my head
And you stopped to make friends with my hopes
And the days I feel weak and the others can’t see
You say, I’ll love you carefully
So will you love me carefully?

An hour left now and I’m holding your hips
You said, I’ve not been held like this
I’ve called many things love, and so many things grief
But they’ve all just been versions of uncertainty

If you see past my frown and you choose not to leave
Will there be some condition to who I should be
To be loved by you
I want to be loved by you

Sudden cracks in the floor
But we’re keeping the pace now
Cause darling I feel this terror
When we start to slip and I stare down

If it only lasts a minute
I’ll make certain that you’re in it