we would go on as though nothing was wrong
hide from these days, we remain all alone
staying in the same place, just staring at the tide
touching from a distance, further all the time
dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio
well I could call out when the going gets tough
the things we've learned are no longer enough
no language, just sound is all we need know
to synchronize love to the beat of the show
and we could dance
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