Staring at you
Distant as a magazine
I've never felt so helpless
Time it seems to me
I'm waking from a dream
You've left me feeling restless

I try to dance you out of my head
I try to get you in my arms
The smell of you hangs in my bed
To what you might've thrown along

And every mirror I see your face
And every room I hear your voice
I try ot dance you out of my head
Sometimes there hardly is no choice

Staring at you
Distant as a magazine
I've never felt so helpless
Time it seems to me
I'm waking from a dream

I try to dance you out of my head
I try to get you in my arms
The smell of you hangs in my bed
To what you might've thrown along

And everywhere I see your face
And every room I hear your voice
I try to dance you out of my head
Sometimes there hardly is no choice

I try to dance you out my head
I try to get you in my arms
The smell of you hangs in my bed

In every mirror I see your face

I try to dance you out of my head
Sometimes there hardly is no choice