She was in a white dress
With red and purple ribbons in her hair
She was dancing with somebody
But in love and music all is fair
We were finishing "The Girl from Ipanema"
Going into "Summertime"
I was in the middle of my solo
When her eyes met mine
Love starts on a downbeat
Love starts when the music starts
Love starts when the tune is sweet
And you lift your feet to the beat of your heart
Love makes a rhythm
Love dances in the dancer's shoes
It moves when you start to move
And what is the groove?
The beat of your heart!
And we played "Old River"
And "I Want to Hold your Hand"
And the girl in the white dress
And the ribbons in her hair danced to my band
And I could feel my heart
It started jumping in my chest
And I smiled at her
And she smiled at me
And the music did the rest
Love sparks on the upbeat
Igniting with a minor 9th
Resolving to a major 6th
Then something clicks
And everything starts
There goes the kick drum
Spelling out the rhythm of love
Telling you: "Get off your seat"
And: "Move your feet"
And: "Dance to the beat of your heart"
And if you play me "Summertime"
And if I stop and close my eyes
I see an angel swirling
Moving young and so alive
This music is a time machine
This music is a gift from G-d
Her face was beautiful
My G-d, her face was beautiful
So, maybe I'm romantic
Maybe I'm a sentimental fool
Maybe music is the food of love
But music and love, who can tell them apart?
Just let me hear he downbeat
And let me hear the "bam, bam bam"
And let me hear you kick for kick
And whack the snare
And shake your ass
And stir up the air
And dance with the girl with the ribbons in her hair
Embracing he rhythm of love
That's exactly the same as the beat of your heart
The beat of your heart
The beat of your heart
The beat of your heart