Slow Dancing in the Dark

We should find a place to stay

Where we could spend everyday

In bed with the curtains drawn

Watching French films until dawn

We could slow dance while cooking

Drink white wine while smoking

We could be Serge and Jane

We could drive each other insane

Darling, let me be the one

To hang your clothes under the sun

To play with your hair until you sleep

And to hide with you beneath our sheets

We could get two pups, name them Church and Winston

We could turn on our record player to listen

To Francoise, Otis, Brigitte, and Billie

And mouth the words to Je Pense À Lui

We could write and paint together

We could lay and kiss each other

We could make love over and over

We could get a place together

Let me be the one, my love

To surprise you with a homemade pie

To kiss you twice on both your eyes

To jump into your arms when you enter the door

And to love you like Desdemona loved the Moor