Testo This Is Not A Movie

How dare you look at me
As if we'd met before
Charming your way, you led me into the dance floor
I know I shouldn't have let you in
But your touch said things that my mind had forgotten
And your smile showed me back home

If this was a story It would be a best-selling novel
A tragic, romantic comedy
With our faces on the cover
And if this was a movie
You'd be standing outside my door
Holding up a sign that says
Babe, I love you more

But this is not a movie
There's no script or happy ending
And we might never meet again
Was it all in vain?

Mmmmm

How dare you holding me
As if you had held me before
Charming your way, you led me into your bedroom door

This is not a movie
There's no script or happy ending
We might never meet again
Can we never meet again?