I suspect that it's the words that are having their way with me, but I learned long ago not to fight their flow when they're flowing. Swimming against their tide gets you nowhere fast. It's a dance. They lead, I follow. A matter of listening to the music while knowing your partner's moves. The tricky part is being able to avoid being wrongfooted when that partner adds moves that you are unfamiliar with which it has a habit of doing. Keeps you on your toes, but the challenge is half the fun. The other half is unmentionable torture, but that comes with the territory. No relationship worth having comes cost-free.