And as long as she's got noise she's fine, but I could teach her how I learned to dance when the music's ended.

Sometimes I see myself fine, sometimes I need a witness. And I like the whole truth, but there are nights I only need forgiveness.

How I long to fall just a little bit, to dance out of the lines and stray from the light"

What do you love more than loveWhen you question what your desire is forWhen you don't just figureThat you just want more.

I won't forget when Peter Pancame to my house, took my handI said I was a boy, I'm glad he didn't check.

How I long to fall just a little bit, to dance out of the lines and stray from the light.