Lyrics to Tap Dance
you get back here
you do it slowly
do it calm, now
don't be so angry
i've got something
i've been chasing
every day since i started walking
it just sits there
in the distance
always flirts with the tips of my fingers
and you thought that
you could love it
til it touched you,
and now you just wanna stop it
well i'm sorry
it's not likely
it was here when you got here
and it'll be here when you're not here no more
then some days
i get lucky
i can focus
and things are less shakey
and i scrape you
off the pale moon
and i slip you
into soft shoes
and you tap dance
to a jazz band
on a cruise ship
off near an island
your hairs up
you wear a short dress
and a wide smile
your movements are careless
it's a day dream
i've been having
to make the clocks move
while i'm working
or a bad joke
i can't sit through
but i smile cause i feel like i have to
but if you'd look under the table
you'd see i'm playing with my knife
i'm slicing stripes into my kneecaps
and struggling just to come off polite
and we could be a snapshot
framed, and hung like a portrait
and what if that's true,
and i'm the only one who knows it?
and we could be a snapshot
framed, and hung like a portrait
and what if that's true,
and i'm the only one who knows it?
you do it slowly
do it calm, now
don't be so angry
i've got something
i've been chasing
every day since i started walking
it just sits there
in the distance
always flirts with the tips of my fingers
and you thought that
you could love it
til it touched you,
and now you just wanna stop it
well i'm sorry
it's not likely
it was here when you got here
and it'll be here when you're not here no more
then some days
i get lucky
i can focus
and things are less shakey
and i scrape you
off the pale moon
and i slip you
into soft shoes
and you tap dance
to a jazz band
on a cruise ship
off near an island
your hairs up
you wear a short dress
and a wide smile
your movements are careless
it's a day dream
i've been having
to make the clocks move
while i'm working
or a bad joke
i can't sit through
but i smile cause i feel like i have to
but if you'd look under the table
you'd see i'm playing with my knife
i'm slicing stripes into my kneecaps
and struggling just to come off polite
and we could be a snapshot
framed, and hung like a portrait
and what if that's true,
and i'm the only one who knows it?
and we could be a snapshot
framed, and hung like a portrait
and what if that's true,
and i'm the only one who knows it?
Songwriters: KEVIN PATRICK DEVINE
Publisher: Lyrics © RAZOR & TIE DIRECT LLC
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