The floor was there stage <br />The moon was there spotlight <br />The stars was the angels looking down <br />But they didn't need to hear any music to dance <br />Because when they held each other tight under there moon spotlight <br />Under the angel stars on there stage on the floor <br />There hearts beat as one just like the sound of soft brushes <br />Gently tapping on a old snare drum<br /><br />David (aka DJ Blues Dave ) Stevens<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dancing-under-there-moon/
