the maiden walked in silence and hummed the melody
so softly as someone might hear her across the big oak tree
she sat at a boulder and tried to look up the blue skies
sigh… it’s the same color of my mystery man’s eyes…
she felt the sun rushed in her face….
like a dream… the dance she can’t erase
would there be a chance that he and i again would meet?
when i see his eyes… i know i would feel my heart beat.
like the time they both looked at each other’s eyes
she felt something ….. like fire melting the ice
so scared was she that he might know
she was scared when her heart began to beat
so fast that she just had to go….
erase the memory when i ran away… back to the dance
the dance…. oh how i long to be in those arms again
a moment of a little piece of heaven for once
i’d do it all over again and i won’t leave the way i did then…
i’d be forever lost in his eyes… in his arms… as we waltz
i’d never care if he can feel my heart leap out at him
if i feel like this…. would he also feel this way?
when we stared…. would it always just be a dream?
the maiden got up and still began to hum
as she danced alone without and thought of the man
in my mind, in my heart… i will forever remember
once in my life… i met a man for the first time
who didn’t feel like a stranger.
let that memory be the place where i
go to when i must feel like my heart would cry
if i met him once, if i loved him once
if i knew him once when we both danced
i’ll believe there would be a second chance.