Roxette

Dance Away

Marie Fredriksson/Per Gessle

There's a hidden meaning
In everything he says,
Every close encounter,
Every kiss, every caress.
Even the truth has got
That bitter taste of a lie.
Well, I can read his lips now,
But I can't read his mind.

I can see him
Dance away now oh oh - oh oh oh.

He was one of the kind
That seems so hard to find.
There's a change of weather,
Now he leaves me far behind.
That I don't matter to him
Came as such a surprise.
Well, I can read his lips now,
I thought I read his eyes.

And I can see him...