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Murmuring to someone... |
Just Dance In whatever land there is to be long forgone, or beyond many a sea Dance! In whatever Heaven there to be or wherever gone that soul of me Glance! Pretty young to handle all the romance sweet sixteen or eighteen set to dance Be! Sleepless nights all there is in the stance That is the passion and its annoyance See! Praying though in distress or through the glee however the soul of yours is free Glance! Solitude, watching is all to be under the years and tears over me Now, bye bye, Just, Dance! |