The long week drifts away.
As we come together,
At the end of the day.
Your sould grasps my eyes.
We laugh together,
All my regret dies.
You say:
"Brush away your tired eyes,
Wipe the work from your hands,
We've both had our rainy days,
Take my hand,
We'll dance."
Dancing away in the moonlight,
Blow off our worries with a kiss.
And in your arms the whole world feels right.
We're both smiling; no fears,
You pull my body close to you,
and softly whisper in my ear,
You say:
"Brush away your tired eyes,
Wipe the work from your hands,
We've both had our rainy days,
Take my hand,
We'll dance."
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