I am dancing in the stacks all alone, from the floor-to-ceiling window I see you walking home.
Now I m only "dancing in my heart", bit lonesome at the end of day as at the start.
I ve got a song for every wrong I ve ever made you suffer through. What good s a song, when my heart s a sleeping giant that won t come to?
Now I m only dancing in my dreams, while dolled up girls are jumping out of cake.
I m walking home, I m walking home, with a lighter step.
I m walking home, I m walking home, with a lighter step.