Swing of Secrets

(ahhhh) A velvet stage, a secret sign

We step across the border line

The shadows play, the glass is full

We yield to the magnetic pull

And when the brass begins to growl

The wild things go on the prowl

Spinning in the golden glare Catching fire in the air Dance until

the morning light

We own the night (ooh-wah!)

A daring step,

a sudden spin

That's where the magic rushes in

No looking back, the dice are cast

We make the fleeting moment last

We own the night... (ahhhh)