When I think about those stories I can’t help but be upset Because I had you where I wanted you but lost you ‘cause you felt that you wanted to be more free, the wind blowing in your hair but we were together yesterday and really didn’t care.
The times they change things come and go, it’s really nothing new.
But a song in my heart tells of good times i’ve had with you.
Chorus-When we were dancing, on cloud nine. We were laughing, singing, playing for all time.
We were dancing, la da da da da da , on cloud nine.
We’d kick off our shoes and dance like we were dancing in mid air
and then we’d look at one another and nothing else would care but now a memory is all I have of sweetly fragrant flight
so I must seek another partner to help get me through the night.
The sultry glow of candles, waltzing lights against the dark.
Told of times when we both knew the steps to the dance in our hearts.
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