(Mac Davis)
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Sweet little cherry blossom, blooming before her time
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Moving her lips to her favorite song, cherishing every rhyme
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Swaying her hips to the rhythm, humming along with the tune
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Lost in her own little dream world, slow dancing with the moon
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Watching her I cannot help but go back in my mind
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And suddenly I find I am 15 again
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Slow dancing with the moon
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Oh, the stars got in my eyes long time ago
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And I've lived my life like a love sick clown
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In a bittersweet cartoon
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Just a dreamy-eyed kid slow dancing with the moon
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Watching the girl I'm reminded she's quite a lot like me
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Trapped in the suburbs of wonderland, lost in her own fantasy
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Somehow my heart never grew up, no one ever burst my balloon
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So here I am swirling in star dust slow dancing with the moon
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Still believe someday my wildest dreams will all come true
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And I'll find someone who'll make me 15 again
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But until then I'm slow dancing with the moon
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Oh, the stars got in my eyes long time ago
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And I've lived my life like a love sick clown
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In a bittersweet cartoon
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Just a dreamy-eyed kid slow dancing with the moon
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Still a starry-eyed kid slow dancing with the moon
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Slow Dancing With The Moon
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| Dolly Parton |
