Your hand on my waist
Music pulsating
Hips moving
Friends dancing
Teens yelling
Teachers watching
But all I hear
All I see
All I feel
All I smell
Is you
You
You
You
Swaying to the music
Your arms around me
Holding me tight
Disapproving glances
From jealous friends
“Leave room for Jesus”
But all I hear
All I see
All I feel
All I smell
Is you
You
You
You
Music fading
Your hand on my waist
Cool night air
“Move into the light”
Our ride is here
Waving friends
But all I hear
All I see
All I feel
All I smell
Is you
You
You
You
Arms around me (all I hear)
Hand on my waist (all I see)
Music pulsing (all I feel)
Cool night air (all I smell)
You, you, you, you
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