the lyric thanks to nwoutpost
Spending nighttime laying awake
Staring at the passersby
Carrying my heart in a crystal ball
to give it an image of you
beautiful hands, your beautiful hands
the hands I will tell and a personal dance craze
crazy for your tiny feet
coming over summer’s treat
We were singing along do you make music
but the girl said (???)
day after day after day
and the friends and family
your parents and mates were off and dancing
country must be freezing in the solidity
they would never let you slip away
slip away
Their drivers complain again and again
finally ignoring your passion
right turned to wrong
love turned to hate
and all that was left was holding my shoe
and a disconcerted face
when I hear you say
darling it’s so different but I can’t go with you
darling it’s so different but I can’t go with you
darling it’s so different but I can’t go with you
darling it’s so different but I can’t go with you
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