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Fingers on my chest
Tell me there's something
That you want
Oh and you'll ask me with your eyes
I'll say yes and you'll act surprised
But your bag of tricks
They don't really
They don't really
Work on me anymore
I know you all too well
But you're still gonna use them
Oh that's love
I can tell
Dance with me
Say where would we be
Without these silent
Steps of one, two, three?
Say, words, it seems
Can never take their place
Though we all dance
A little differently
Naturally
That way I sometimes close the door
And put away my keys
You know I want to leave
The world outside for the night
You know just what I need
And on Saturday morning
If you're not awake:
I'll tip-toe away
And make you blueberry pancakes
I get what you're trying to say
We'll make the morning
Stay all day
Dance with me
Say where would we be
Without those silent
Steps of one, two, three?
Sometimes I'll miss a beat
Or you'll crash into me
Whenever I don't step
All over your feet
Take turns to lead
Tells us what we need
In this beautiful choreography
And words, it seems
Can never take its place
Though we all dance
A little differently
Naturally