Kathy Mattea - Asking Us to Dance Lyrics
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Asking Us to Dance
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What Are The Lyrics For Asking Us to Dance By Kathy Mattea?
There's a full moon up and rising,
And there's a whisper of a breeze. Blowing through the tangled silver, Hanging from the cypress trees. There's a river made of moonlight, Flowing clear across the lake. And there's a million stars just waitin', To fall for any wish we make. Darlin' tonight I am reminded, How much these two hearts need romance. You know it isn't all that often, We get this kind of chance. Why don't we get caught in this moment? Be victims of sweet circumstance? Tonight I feel like all creation, Is asking us to dance. There'll be time enough tomorrow, To get back to our daily bread. But there's something 'bout this evening, That's put this notion in my head. That heaven and the earth are meeting, Tonight upon this very spot. And all the things on earth worth havin', Are things that we've already got. Darlin' tonight I am reminded, How much these two hearts need romance. You know it isn't all that often, We get this kind of chance. Why don't we get caught in this moment? Be victims of sweet circumstance? Tonight I feel like all creation, Is asking us to dance. Why don't we get caught in this moment? Be victims of sweet circumstance? Tonight I feel like all creation, Is asking us to dance. |
Who Wrote Asking Us to Dance By Kathy Mattea?
Hugh Prestwood
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What's The Duration Of The Asking Us to Dance By Kathy Mattea?The duration of Asking Us to Dance is 4:23 minutes and seconds. |
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