At Arm's Length

Without absorbing too much time
I've a mindset way, too stuck;

I've seen reality bite much, harder
than it's second cousin, "luck".

I've seen pagans stop, and pause to pray
wishing the day was gone, and done;

myself, I'd merely float high in the sky
where I'd burn forever, in your "sun".

Plus, I wouldn't have it any other way
it's all good, it just plain, must be;

for, I'd spend forever and a day
if you'd please save the last dance, for me.

I'm but a slave to my emotions
though, for this life I'd never crave;

were it not for how I feel about you
I'd have no trouble, trying to behave!

So, when this "gig" is finally, over
and we disperse, independantly;

you're heart will see my right hand out
so, save that last dance....for me!