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I held my hand on your waist.
Sliver of ice, sliver of ice.
Yours rested on my shoulder.
I realized I was holding her.
Finally, finally, call it dreams come true.

And we waltzed, if you can believe it.
Sliver of ice, sliver of ice.
And she counted out loud for me.
One, two, three. One, two, three.
Finally, finally, call it dreams come true.

I spun her around, as courtesy dictates.
Sliver of ice, sliver of ice.
Then she held my hand once more.
As her laptop played the resounding score.
Finally, finally, call it dreams come true.

We stopped our spinning, and paused.
Sliver of ice, sliver of ice.
Ya'll look so cute together, standing there.
At this, she bows out, breaking our stare.
Oh no, oh no, call it a living nightmare.