I feel so unsure,
As I take your hand,
And lead you to the dance floor,
As the music dies,
Something in your eyes,
Calls to mind a silver screen,
And all its sad goodbyes.
I'm never gonna dance again,
Guilty feet have got no rhythm,
Though it's easy to pretend,
I know you're not a fool,
I should have known better than to cheat a friend,
And waste a chance that I'd been given,
So I'm never gonna dance again,
The way I danced with you,
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