Step On My Toes
The night was so cool, the lighting so soft
I held out my hand, and giggling, you coughed
Hesitant and shy to hold my hand
And dance to the rhythm of a nice little band
I held out my hand, knowing it'd be right
To dance with you all through the night
But, you my darling, would only suppose
And ask, "What if I step on your toes?"
I swayed you my darling, you were so light
And, of a loving couple, we made a nice sight
But, you would still continue to suppose
And say, "I hope I do not step on your toes."
We danced, thereafter, to Lady in Red
As upon my shoulder, you laid your head
And then as one, whose confidence grows
You realised you weren't stamping my toes
Then it seemed, with each passing song
That we'd been dancing all night long
As naturally as only nature knows
For you, my darling, did not step on my toes.
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