A finer day,

A ballroom dance,

He sought his way

With his advance.

And false pretext.

She’ll run away?

 

A friendly smile across the room,

His words help you to fight the gloom.

He reassures—

 

“You stand there waiting for a coach,

You needn’t leave, I’ll not encroach.

I’ll make sure you’ll get home safe.

I wish someone had done the same

For my own Jewel.

 

You’ll be okay,

You needn’t cry.

You’re safe to look me in the eye.

Just stay awhile.

I’ll help you smile.

Perhaps you’ll even laugh a while.

 

Sweet music I’ll provide for you.

You only need to like it too.

Lift up your fan and hold my hand,

Take wing to an enchanted land.

Perhaps a waltz on crystal sand,

Now that we’ll do.

 

We’ll talk into the morning light,

You share your dreams,

I’ll make it right.

You’ll be home soon,

Look at that moon!

Oh, What a fine black velvet night!”