You were the first on the list to get everything I had to give.
Blame it on the light I saw behind those eyes,
I wanted to write you a song from then, the spilling of my written words had begun.
Once in a while, I dance behind closed doors
To the many beats that bring your face back into my memory
It’s not the real thing, sometimes that’s got to be enough.
Dancing to the beats and my memories,
Dancing to the beats and my memories,
Dancing to the beats and my memories.
I believed in you, I would have tried for everything you did to touch the sky.
I wanted your wishes to come true alongside mine,
That’s when it was too late to stay or to miss you.
Once in a while, I dance behind closed doors
To the many beats that bring your face back into my memory
It’s not the real thing, sometimes that’s got to be enough.
Dancing to the beats and my memories,
Dancing to the beats and my memories,
Dancing to the beats and my memories.
