Waltz

The gold wallpaper
Polished marble floors
And satin curtains reverie

We make our way from contrary corners
And meet below the chandelier
Hanging low from up high

We're so high
We don't have to wake up now
No we don't ever have to wake up

You curtsy at my side as I kiss your silky hand
And we dance through the night
With envious eyes, the crowd sees our love
The glitter of their diamonds shines low and high

We don't ever have to wake up
I don't ever want to wake up

One, two, three
Step, two three
We're doing fine