By Stephen Stills

Got a fire
Deep within me burning
I'd be a liar
If I didn't tell you so
And you're a live wire sparklin' around me
And I couldn't tire havin' you around
So, dance, dance, dance, makin' a connection
Fingertips, electricity flowin'
Rollin' hips movin' to me slowly
Lips touch lips, you can't dance alone
Look at me
I am your tomorrow
Can't you see
You know how I know
I got a place
In the morning we can borrow
And there ain't no haste
Follow where I go
Time, time, time, only a few hours
Such a crime, got no telephone, no
S'getting late, movin' on downtown
Wait, wait, wait, you can't dance alone
Energy, our exhilaration
Come with me, silent relaxation
Let it be, let yourself alone a while
What you need, sunrise and a smile
Merely chance, bringin' us together
Real romance, let's go be alone right now
Coincidence, I might be your lover
Dance, dance, dance, you can't dance alone
©1978 Gold Hill Music, Inc (ASCAP)
All rights reserved Used by permission
Drums: Joe Vitale
Bass: George (Chocolate) Perry
Guitar: Stephen Stills, Joey Mercia
Piano: Mike Finnigan
Vocals: Stephen Stills, Dave Mason, Andy Gibb, John Sambatero
Horns & Strings: Mike Lewis and Stephen Stills
Percussion: Joe Lala, Stephen Stills