nIf you could seenThat this is the way things should benYou wouldn’t have to leave menI see your eyes they gleamnYour moves they make me keen to lose controlnnAnd I could see, romance it was swinging from the treesnAnd I could see them dance, until there were bruises on their feetnAnd they didn’t care, if people stopped and starednThey didn’t mind, cause this type of thing happens once in a lifetimennAnd here we standnNot knowing what will come nextnTo tell you the truth I’m scared causenYou look so beautifulnAnd I can’t bear the thoughtnOf us without this;nnAnd I could see, romance it was swinging from the treesnAnd I could see them dance, until there were bruises on their feetnAnd they didn’t care, if people stopped and starednThey didn’t mind, cause this type of thing happens once in a lifetimennThis type of thing happens once in a lifetime.n