May I have the pleasure of your hand to lead this dance? Aware that you may tread upon my toes. In hopelessness I spin you. And suddenly I'm lost. Aware you tear the tethers of my skirt.
For I've waltzed this hurt a few times And I've heard this band before. I don't know the notes and I Don't know the time. Don't know the steps and I'm trying to hide.
This marble floor is shaking. These perfect steps so wrong. Aware I close these ballroom doors from the truth.
Just play that soft sweet music. Just stay a while with me. I don't know the notes and I Don't know the time I don't know the steps and I'm trying to hide