Drum rolls, pictures fade on project-al, slowly
Faded memory of prime, lovers that came a' went
There was a time, when I used to swing and lights sparkled
Playing gallantry with the dance floor
I made the earth vibrate down to its very core
With such foxtrot moves, I conjured up tango and danced
There was a time, in not too distance past
When my stands brought novation, adored, stage light bright
And I charmed the most pessimist to believe in miracles
Occasionally I walk past walls, such walls
That once captured shadows of dance, in my prime
In my prime, in my prime, oh in my prime
A song in my heard, tap tap, foot movements
Tempts a come back, with dim lights flickering
And I heard an old soul calling
My brittle bones, fights to escape
This captive surrender, rose cottage signal signs of an end
I fight so I can be a matador again,
To bring shadows back to this life again
To bring shadows back to this life again
Drum rolls pictures fade on projected walls
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Faded memory of prime, lovers that came a' went
There was a time, when I used to swing and lights sparkled
Playing gallantry with the dance floor
I made the earth vibrate down to its very core
With such foxtrot moves, I conjured up tango and danced
There was a time, in not too distance past
When my stands brought novation, adored, stage light bright
And I charmed the most pessimist to believe in miracles
Occasionally I walk past walls, such walls
That once captured shadows of dance, in my prime
In my prime, in my prime, oh in my prime
A song in my heard, tap tap, foot movements
Tempts a come back, with dim lights flickering
And I heard an old soul calling
My brittle bones, fights to escape
This captive surrender, rose cottage signal signs of an end
I fight so I can be a matador again,
To bring shadows back to this life again
To bring shadows back to this life again
Drum rolls pictures fade on projected walls
