Angie:
Are we dancing? Are we really here?
Is this feeling something real or will it disappear?
Are we dancing? Does the music soar?
Was this lovely song I hear ever heard before?
Are your eyes confessing things I alone can see?
Or is my imagination flying away with me?
Are we dancing? Say, we really are!
Then I'll know that I reached into the sky
I reached into the sky and touched a star.
Cordy:
Is this feeling something real
or will it disappear?
Was this lovely song I hear
ever heard before?
Both:
Are your eyes confessing things
I alone can see?
Or is my imagination
flying away with me?
Are we dancing?
Say, we really are!