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Is it worship is it praise is it love I guess so
What makes the spirit dance in the soul?
From Maine to the golf of Mexico from Iceland to the South Pole
One by one they pair off in a lovers dance like a spiritual trans
Is it worship is it praise is it love I guess so
Each heart beats to the tempo of a different drum
But in the soul it’s all the same it’s the spirit that gives rise to the dance inside
It’s a dance that’s old as time played out in rhythm and rhyme
Is it worship is it praise is it love I guess so
It’s the dance that makes the world turn around
If there were no dance it would be empty
Yes it’s the spirit in the dance that makes it happen
Why one is picked and one is left behind
The soul can judge the spirit in the dance
Like the ear can judge the spirit in the song
What makes the spirit dance in the soul?
From Maine to the golf of Mexico from Iceland to the South Pole
One by one they pair off in a lovers dance like a spiritual trans
Is it worship is it praise is it love I guess so
Each heart beats to the tempo of a different drum
But in the soul it’s all the same it’s the spirit that gives rise to the dance inside
It’s a dance that’s old as time played out in rhythm and rhyme
Is it worship is it praise is it love I guess so
It’s the dance that makes the world turn around
If there were no dance it would be empty
Yes it’s the spirit in the dance that makes it happen
Why one is picked and one is left behind
The soul can judge the spirit in the dance
Like the ear can judge the spirit in the song
