Let The Feeling Ride

LET TEH FEELING RIDE
(A Reworking Of An Instrumental. Original track, Groovosugo, By Silvio Vinci)
You set your glass down on the table,
Turn your chair towards the band.
There's a question in your shoulder,
There's an answer in my hand.
All the talk around us loosens,
All the hard edges give way.
You lean closer to the rhythm,
And I hear what you don't say.

Let the feeling ride,
Let it take its time.
A little out of step,
A little out of line.
Let the feeling ride,
Let it roll on through.
I can lose my place
And find it next to you.

Your reflection in the window
Takes a moment to catch up.
You stand still, but it keeps turning,
With the music in its blood.
For a second, we both notice,
Then the room comes rushing through.
You just smile and pull me closer;
I forget which one is you.

Let the feeling ride,
Let it take its time.
A little out of step,
A little out of line.
Let the feeling ride,
Let it roll on through.
I can lose my place
And find it next to you.

Leave a little room between us,
Let the rhythm cross the floor.
Every time I think I've found you,
There's a little something more.
A little hesitation…
A little change of pace…
You move into the silence,
And the silence takes your shape.

Let the feeling ride,
Let it take its time.
A little out of step,
A little out of line.
Let the feeling ride,
Let it roll on through.
I can lose my place
And find it next to you.
Let the feeling ride,
Keep it warm and slow.
Somewhere in the rhythm
There's a place we haven't known.
Let the feeling ride,
Let it roll on through.
Every time it turns,
I turn a little more to you.

Let it ride…
Let it ride…
A little out of step…
A little out of time…
Let it ride…
Your rhythm next to mine.