After work there's no hurry to get home these days
So I stopped for a drink in a dimly lit place
I tore up a napkin over a warm glass of rye
And when I looked up, I got caught in his eyes
He sat down beside me before I could even speak
With an innocent smile, said, "Can I buy you a drink?"
Well, it was red wine from then on, laughing, carrying on
And when he took my hand, I didn't feel so alone
Slow dancing with a stranger, too close to danger
As he pressed his body to mine
And the feeling got stronger as the looks got longer
Two stepping too close to the line
So we ordered just one more, took it back to the dance floor
While the band played a slow cheating song
And I knew it would end soon, so I held him tight
We could have made sweet love, but it just wasn't right
Slow dancing with a stranger, too close to danger
As he pressed his body to mine
And the feeling got stronger as the looks got longer
Two stepping too close to the line
And the feeling got stronger as the looks got longer
Two stepping too close to the line
Too close to the line
