If I could spend one night with you, I wonder what we’d do;
Talk until the sun came up; maybe share a joke or two?
Or maybe I could take you out, to a restaurant so fine;
I would enjoy your company and adore you while we dine.
And then on to a bar or two, for a few drinks, or more;
Until at last I’d take you home and see you safely to your door.
I never would impose on you, something you would not do;
But I wonder if you’d invite me in, to spend the night with you?
I ask you if you're tired and you shake your head and smile,
I say, “I'll go back to my room”, but you say "stay a while;"
So, we sit down on the hotel bed, and I wish that I felt bolder,
But nervously I place one arm just around your shoulder;
You lay your head upon my chest and give a little sigh,
Encouraged, with my other hand, I gently stroke your thigh.
I turn to kiss you on the cheek, but you turn, I kiss your lips,
And I can feel your soft warm flesh, beneath my fingertips.
I ask if you're okay with this, "if you want me to, I'll stop”.
But you smile and shake your head and I think my heart will pop.
It’s all I dream, and I know it’s unlikely to come true,
But I wonder if I ever could spend just one night with you.
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