To Which I Won't Dance

It was labelled out
The door you pushed me through
But with each step I took forward
I just couldn't help glancing back at you

I needed to cross the road - to get to the other side
All the stories that will unfold
Just for me to stay alive
I've seen the green, behind your eyes - all of your envy
& I've heard the songs that haunt your soul,
you might've agreed

It's a tune to which I don't dance
I know your secret name & all your places

I've crossed the night sky
I've sparkled in your eyes
And in your arms I died
But did my resurrection prove
That in my own reflection, all I see is you?
I really just don't know.

It's a tune to which I don't dance
I know your secret name & all your places
And all the ways you hide your shame

And I've heard that so many times before
Getting off your face, spinning round on your dance floor
Tired of hearing all the time
That you're the one I left behind
And I've heard that so many times before
Getting off your face, spinning round on your dance floor
Quoting DJ's & the football score - man alive it's such a bore
And I've heard that so many times before
Getting off your face, spinning round on your dance floor
Tired of hearing all the time
That you're the one you say I left behind.

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Words & music copyright hewson/noone 2013