The floor was there stage
The moon was there spotlight
The stars was the angels looking down
But they didn't need to hear any music to dance
Because when they held each other tight under there moon spotlight
Under the angel stars on there stage on the floor
There hearts beat as one just like the sound of soft brushes
Gently tapping on a old snare drum
David (aka DJ Blues Dave ) Stevens
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dancing-under-there-moon/
