I poke around through old records and listen to the crackling of the sleeves.
One touch, one smile – and I'm holding my favorite beat in my hand.
I turn the record up, the world stands still.
Just me and the beat, and it feels so good.
Headphones on, my worries are gone.
I dance and jump. I feel free and light.
The sound fills the room. Everything around me becomes silent.
The world belongs to me – a small moment.
I sway to the beat, let go, and laugh.
A little shy, a little free, that's exactly what makes it so fun.
Chorus:
Feel the beat, it's pulsing.
Feel the music that inspires.
Dance with me, without a destination.
This happiness is so real.
I look around, the music still in my ears.
Happiness is with me.
The rhythm in my heart – and I want more of it.