On The Verge — текст песни (Collin Raye)

(hugh prestwood)



Well they shouldnt have played that good

I got carried away and let the music go to my head

Well she shouldnt have worn that dress

The way it curled around when she was spinning

Just killed me dead



My heart began to tell my body and my soul

That it had gotten in the mood to lose control



Chorus

Oh no, when did neon light turn into moonglow

When did that jukebox turn to a rainbow

Im about to give into this urge

One more slow dance with her arms around me

One more long glance and nothing will slow me down

I got no chance, if Im not in love Im on the verge



All I wanted to be was cool

It aint my style to overheat, much less burn

But as we floated across the floor

All at once I flashed right past the point, of no return



And when we said goodnight the sun was on the rise

And any stars that hadnt set had fallen in my eyes



Chorus