If love is a waltz
Will you dance when your partner's gone?
When the band is done, and your feet are sore?
Will you drop each step like it's a cigarette
On the broken set of steps to your door?
If love is a waltz
Does it keep a steady pace?
Like the lines that we trace, and earn on our palms?
Or does it change
In the slightest of ways
Like the blood in your veins
When you see her face?
Well, if it is, and our love must die
If our love must go, then I hope we go first
But, if I die with you by my side
Or even you on my mind
I'll know I lived right