Your Waltz
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Your Waltz
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Hey mister I know you like flowers
I could spent hours, dancing with you
It's amazing how you dance all night long
But remember, I'm too old
All the singers in the choir are tired
The musicians in the band, retired
Hey mister, my dress wants to sleep
Hey mister, your hair on the breeze
Time's changing, you still dancing here
The music stoped but still listening in your ear
All the singers in the choir are tired
The musicians in the band, retired
There's no more dreams at your door
The light's on fire
There's a hole on the floor, and you're lying
Hey mister, take my hand and make me fly
Hey mister, I don't want to hear you cry
Hey mister, take my breath and let me go
Hey mister, don't you know I love you, love you so
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Rita Redshoes performs "Your Waltz", and this lyric page sits inside the Rita Redshoes catalog on LyroVerse.
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