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<lyrics> Met a dancer who was high in a field from her movement Caught my breath on my way home couldn't stop that spinning force I felt envy everything around seemed to giggle glee she walked up with a flower in her hair Got a dancer who gets wild to the beats of record rhythms But i'm always away for weeks that pass slow my mind gets lost Feelin envy for the kid who danced just by anything or while out(?) in the flowers i feel better If I could just leave my body for the night Then we could be dancing No more missing you while I'm gone There we could be dancing And you'd smile and say "I like this song" And when our eyes will meet there We will recognize nothing's wrong And i wouldn't feel so selfish I won't be this way very long To hold you in time To hold you in time To hold you in time To hold you in time While we were dancing Early hours, drunken days finally ended And the streets turned for a pillowcase Then I fumbled our good lock then the ecstasy turns to rising light Through our windowpane Now i'm gone i left flowers for you there Shhh You're a dancer I'm a dancer Older Version A dancer who got high in a field found a moment Took a breath on his way home He saw trees that rotted north He felt envy for the little kinds of heavens He hoped his girl would have flowers in her hair And the dancer who got hired 'cause his feet had good rhythm Found himself away for weeks That passed slower than a sloth On the grill he cooked his heart in orange embers He hoped his girl still had flowers in her hair He said, "Sometimes I guess I'll have to miss my wife" Am I the little dancer who is missing you while you're gone And am I the funny dancer who is singing this funny song Does the dancer look at me and does he recognize all his wrongs Do I write about myself because I won't be this way very long To hold you in time And the dancer who came home from his field felt kinda awkward He felt happy, he couldn't wait He burst open that good lock He felt ecstasy and little pins of heat He saw his girl still had flowers in her hair </lyrics>
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