Midnight Jazzhouse

I found a little fire under midnight blue

Your step in the room made the whole floor move

Piano on the air and your name in time I let the

brass tell me where to find the light

Stay with me where the gold night sways Heart in the rhythm

and the rhythm stays Round and round till the dark turns bright

You and I in a sweet slow tide

(ooh) (ahh) We move like a secret that the room can keep

Low bass under us but the touch stays deep

Every little turn leaves a trace in gold In the quiet heat

I can feel us bold