So many loves behind, but they would dance again. -Same different, and beautiful as ever. It’ll be one dance, and you would leave me with my longing all alone. -Same gorgeous, you’ve never changed. One dance, and you would let me go, and I would never claim you. How I can claim commitment of the Sun, or rain, or anything, or anyone? And yet in Time they trust. Once separated by the powers that reigned for ages, one day they won’t stop and part, no matter that the music’s long since past. -- Vs.
