I get away stealing romance
From those who have left it behind
I'll be the step in your slow dance
This time

Why feel foolish? we're smiling
grade school romance with wine
I'll be the tick-tock in your wristwatch
Be mine

break in the rain that's real
Nothing's the same and still
Like home life

Fall in the park under rain clouds
shot in the dark for a kiss
heart to restore to an old life
To miss

I get away stealing romance [bad word] by it fairly, it's [bad word] There's grace and a smile and a slow dance
And you