this is happening

the lights went down
with the music loud
in a sensual crowd
somehow, its you ive found


were face to face
your hands are on my waist
we move, its so unchaste
im wondering how youd taste


your hands are underneath
and the way you touch me
i just cannot believe
this is happening


is it the atmosphere
that makes you feel sincere
cause its my greatest fear
tomorrow, you wont be here


but as i try to convey
the music plays
lets just get carried away
tomorrows a whole other day