"Every now and then, come and take my hand".

As he takes your hand in his, the two of you waltz down the ballroom, everyone entranced by the sight of everything unfolding at this very moment.

"For every little lie you tell so you can hide, will grow inside your chest".

You could hear your heart beating against your chest as his gazed locked onto yours.

"Your heart will need to rest"

He twirls you one last time, softly singing the last line in your ear.

"So, come into my arms."