My lover is a dancer, watch him move
Floats around so carefully, the ladies swoon
But if there were no face to his lovely name
I'd stay on the ground and be ok
My lover has this voice, you would not believe
He'll take a foggy night, wipe it clean
But if there were some grace to the things he says
Then i could let it go, all the blood i bled
My lover's bright blue eyes cut me like a knife
And i think i saw them in another life
But if i stuck around, told him how i feel
Maybe he could show me round, a better year