Look at those dancers gliding around. Seems as is their feet. Don't hardly touch the ground. . Look at them smiling. Like they knew one another. And they never would come down.
She grinds her hips. Maybe arches her back. There's nobody there to see when she is doing that. The guy's not there. He just doesn't exist. She's looking at empty space when she is doing this.
Look at those dancers gliding around. Seems if their feet. Don't hardly touch the ground. . Look at them smiling. Like they knew one another. And they never would come down.