Writing a Song PT. 2

The next idea, my best idea, you always come
In a moment when I least expect you to
And I find a way to slip away from everyone
Just to have 15 minutes alone with you

You’re not something I command
Nor fully understand
But when you ask me to dance and take my hand
How could I say no

Music only we can hear
The world starts to disappear
And I find it hard to sleep, you sing to me
And I wake up alone
I wake up alone