If Only I Noticed

I feel your breath upon my neck,
As we dance alone to this tuneless song,
Heartbeats reflect the beats that are played,
Music's the heart of the soul.

We sway and we step till the music is dead,
To which we stop and we wait.

A tender hand is placed under my chin,
And my vision were guided by you,
Tilted heads, brushing lips and passion that's shown,
This was something only felt by a few.

We sway and we step till the music is dead,
To which we stop and we wait.

I run my hand through your hair,
As yours run down my back,
I think this is too fast and to soon,
I snap my eyes open to noises unheard.

We sway and we step till the music is dead,
As he is standing there,
Watchig us,
With the plug in his hand...