I never really got why I was born a loon Just like that man who danced himself into a tomb Sometimes it feels so hard for you to understand That people like you, them, or me were made to dance I'm like a kid who plays his tape and starts to dance I want to feed you innocence and sweet romance Raise your arms and move them, wave them, you're a grace All I ever want to do is watch your face Darling won't you dance Darling won't you dance Darling won't you dance Darling won't you dance