Endless Tune

I'm submitting 4 songs for the ASCAP Songwriter's Showcase. They're looking for "cabaret" songs, but I don't write cabaret, per se. I write Sinatra songs, or in this case, it's more of a Fred Astaire song (though I don't sing like either one of them). Anyway, if you're interested, click on the title below the picture, give a listen, and let me know what you think.

"Endless Tune"
(click on the title, above, to hear a recording)

The song begins to play. Your thoughts are miles away.

Then all at once the beat becomes entrancing.
You throw your arms ’round mine. A thrill runs up my spine,
though I know you’ll only hold me while we’re dancing.

The motion of your hips, the tender way your lips
brush up against my cheek so softly glancing,
they leave me dazed and hot, and yet I know I’m not
the only man with whom you spend time dancing.

     I don’t exactly lack the knack for conversation,
     But subtract this syncopation and I can hardly speak.
     ’Cause the groove is like a tonic:
     when we move I’m supersonic;
     when we stop my knees, ironically, get weak.

But we spin and twirl so well, caught up in an ancient spell,
that together we personify romancing.
This love is strong. It’s mine to give. And yet as long as I shall live
I know you’ll only hold me while we’re dancing.

(musical interlude – repeat bridge & 3rd verse, go to coda)

Coda
So alone tonight I’ll ask the moon to help me write an endless tune
that will keep you in my arms forever dancing.

Spoken: “Thursday? Hmm, Thursday . . . Yeah, I can do Thursday. Same time?  Okay, see ya then…”
 

Words and Music © 2008 by LEE CHARLES KELLEY
West Sixty Ninth Street Music (ASCAP)