Composed, performed, produced by Bob Forbes.
Lyrics
Toss the confetti, spoil the win all through,
You got that look - promising, timeless, and true.
Radio’s playing our kind of songs on repeat,
Tapping out a beat that keeps up the heat.
Grab me some night life, wanting some of your laugh,
Grab me some danger, we’ll flirt with the wrath.
The need of the moment, don’t let it slip away,
Hold my hand, and take me far astray.
We don’t need any permission, or to question why,
We’ll paint the city while the stars come out on high.
If the world gets blurry, that’s the way to see,
Take that leap, and be reckless with me.
Grab me some night life, wanting some of your laugh,
Grab me some danger, we’ll flirt with the wrath.
The need of the moment, don’t let it slip away,
Hold my hand, and take me far astray.
Dancing where we used to draw the line,
I'm at your fingertips, oh it feels just fine.
We steal mischief at the edges of the dawn,
Trading our quiet regrets for a love rewound.
Grab me some night life, wanting some of your laugh,
Grab me some danger, we’ll flirt with the wrath.
The need of the moment, don’t let it slip away,
Hold my hand, and take me far astray.
Copyright 2025; Bob Forbes
