Nightmoves

Heartbeat. Nightlife.

It's all the same to me.

Neon. Champagne.

It's where I want to be.

It is the nightmoves that keep me in motion,

So smooth, floating in the love ocean.

And when you're standing near me,

And when you listen you'll hear me whispering to you:

​I need your nightmoves to keep me alive.

​Just want your nightmoves to let me survive.

Car horns. Dancing.

It's what you'll do to me.

Kissing. Romancing.

You'll never lose me.

It's just the nightmoves in the city tonight,

The nightmoves will help me put up the fight.

And when you start to kiss me,

You'll never, ever miss mebecause I'm telling you:

​I need your nightmoves to keep me alive.

​Just want your nightmoves to let me survive.

​Nightmoves,

​Nightmoves,

​Nightmoves!