Let me sing you a song real old,
One close to your heart and my soul,
So take my hand beneath the stars up above
And we can dance the night away, my love;
We could be the talk of the town
Like there aren’t lies already going around–
So why not give them something to talk about,
All the scandals that they can’t live without!
We could spend forever lost in our eyes
If it meant leaving all the rest behind,
I’d do it for you like you would for me–
Our song is all the proof I’ll ever need.
Hand in hand, we’ll live all our dreams,
Our story is a happy one, it would seem,
We’re the object of everybody’s envy,
If I didn’t know any better, I’d say they were green.
And so our little song goes on and on,
Weaving dreams of love and joy around:
All the promises we made, all the love we have,
It’s all I know now, would that be too bad?
Sing this song with me, darling,
It’s the one with our story:
Two people in love, so meant-to-be,
Doesn’t that sound like a beautiful dream?
We could write this song together,
But won’t you dance along with me?
~© Shubhangi Srinivasan.