This IS it. The name is "a waltz dream" by Oscar Strauss I hope you enjoy. Especially ShadowFanFicWriter

Dance with joy.
Dance with grace.
A very beautiful decoy.
To a gorgeous trace.

A dance in a ball.
A dance of pride.
When we dip.
Dip the bride.

A waltz to be had.
A dance to be made.
The song that isn't sad.
When I wear a blue shade.

It is others we entrance.
A waltz of dreams.
As we do our dance.
As everyone is just streams.

Dresses of white, pink, yellow and blue.
Sway across the ball.
We stick like glue.
As we dance with our all.

A sense of life in our dance.
As we dance to the musical charm.
I take my stance.
And dance with no harm.

A hum of life in this place.
I do the waltz dance with a spin.
A dress of old style lace.
As my face has a grin.

A grin of happiness so to say.
As we dance with our hearts.
We dance on this very day.
Is when the sadness never starts.

A dress with colorful flowers.
Music with a beautiful feel.
As comes the rose petal showers.
A room of gold and steel.

As the dance goes on.
With a dip and a spin.
A dance we won.
Won with our grin.

Dresses of white, pink, yellow and blue.
Sway across the ball.
We stick like glue.
As we dance with our all.

A shimmering ring.
On our fingers.
As the violins sing.
The dance lingers.

A melody of grace.
A melody of pride.
Our steps we trace.
As they dip the bride.

We dance through the night.
Like two little fire flies.
In our heart it is so right.
As we never have lies.

A dance to end.
Not right now gladly.
A love we send.
As the memories died sadly.

Dresses of white, pink, yellow and blue.
Sway across the ball.
We stick like glue.
As we dance with our all.

Dance with joy.
Dance with grace.
A very beautiful decoy.
To a gorgeous trace.

A dance in a ball.
A dance of pride.
When we dip.
Dip the bride.

A waltz to be had.
A dance to be made.
The song that isn't sad.
When I wear a blue shade.

A grin of happiness so to say.
As we dance with our hearts.
We dance on this very day.
Is when the sadness never starts.

A dress with colorful flowers.
Music with a beautiful feel.
As comes the rose petal showers.
A room of gold and steel.

It is others we entrance.
A waltz of dreams.
As we do our dance.
As everyone is just streams.

Streams of laughs and life.
As the air is of the smell of wine.
As everyone dips their wife.
We both eat and dine.

Dancing under a moon.
I'm in such a pretty dress.
As we have to dance soon.
The waltz dance is in the press.