I suppose that when you come into the ballroom and the room itself is floating in the air.
If you’re suddenly confronted by his highness you are frozen like a statue on the stair.
You’re afraid he’ll hear the way your heart is beating and you know you musn’t make the first advance.
You are seriously thinking of retreating then you seem to hear him asking you to dance.
And for a few precious moments, you’re the only two people in the entire world.
A lovely night, a lovely night.
A finer night you know you’ll never see.
You meet your prince, a charming prince.
As charming as a prince could ever be.
The stars in the hazy heavens tremble above you
While you’re whispering darling I love you.
You say goodbye, away you fly.
But on your lips you’ll keep a kiss.
All your life you’ll dream of this.
Lovely, lovey night.