I’m not in the present

I look into her eyes
As the music plays beyond
As she swings to the music
As we swing to the music
As everyone swings to the music

As we hold hands
Oblivious to the world
Oblivious to the music
Hands on each other
Face on the shoulder
As we groove
As we hold
As we love

I am in the present
I look into her eyes
Scattered across the hall
As I drain another glass
The rhythm is pounding strong
The beats are hurting
As the music plays beyond
As everyone swings to the music
As everyone dances to the music

And I am never in the present
Should I be in the present?