Dancing Girl

She calls to me in my bedroom now
There's a fire on her head
Let me see you now to let you go
Out the window or left for dead

I fell asleep to a dancing girl
And the sorrows of regret
When I come to, she left her name, not her number
Now I'm feeling rather spent

Sadly don't you know that this feeling's here?
Suppose you'll let it show once in a while?

She calls to me in my bedroom now
There's a fire on her head
Let me see you now to let you go
Out the window or left for dead

I fell asleep to a dancing girl
And the sorrows of regret
When I come to, she left her name, not her number
Now I'm feeling rather spent

Sadly don't you know that this feeling's here?
Suppose you'll let it show once in a while?
Sadly don't you know that this world is fading fast?
I'll make it 'til tomorrow though

Sadly don't you know that this feeling's here?
Suppose you'll let it show once in a while?
Sadly don't you know that this world is fading fast?
I'll make it 'til tomorrow though

Zebra Danio

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