Triage, Meritage

I've never stolen before or had the urge to do so. But Baby I want your heart.

Now give me your rythm and I'll dance to your heart beats. So won't you meet me tonight? We'll Kick off our shoes, Dance in the grass, under the stars shakin some ass with the moon smiling down on us in approval.

Oh Isn't it a wonderful night for a moondance? We could be weightless in the anti-gravity and there's no one to care if we're nameless and when the sun comes up to kiss us we'll escape to a bed and I can dance with your heart while I sleep. When we wake I'll make you banana pancakes, because it's the weekend now. But I know you're right. It can't be all the time