Renaissance

I like the way that your hair falls away when the night 
brings a candle to you
And I like to stare as you come down the stair and the 
light from the landing shines through
And how many fallen leaves will it take to believe that 
autumn has finally come
The weathers grown colder and we've both grown older it's 
hard to believe we're still one

[Chorus]

Let's dance that old dance once more, still move as smooth 
on that old ballroom floor
I'll wear my Sunday best, you wear your favourite dress
Lock up the door, and lets dance that old dance once more

You hung around keep my feet on the ground when I acted as 
proud as a fool
We were kids and we've grown, we've got kids of our own Got
 to raise by the old golden rule
Somehow it seems, some of our dreams got discarded 
somewhere on the road
When all that was true could be found in the blue of your 
eyes that still sparkle and glow

[Chorus]

The Frost King has come and with a flick of his thumb 
turned the windows to Renaissance art
As we sit round the fire with no need to enquire about the 
ways of the soul and the heart
Years passed us by like a soft whispered sigh not noticing 
youth as it flew
It's easy to tell that you wear your age well not trying to
 prove you're still you

[Chorus 2x]

[Fade]