Now that you mention it, I haven’t spoken to anyone today;
Forgetting how to speak in a soft voice, I forced a coughing fit.
The streets are quiet, not a single footstep to be heard,
While the full moon outside my window is mellow,
Just like a mirror ball.
Waking to the chime, I chomp a Frisk,
Break up my uneasiness on the sofa,
And wait for show time.
Sorry for always turning down your invitations;
It doesn’t mean I don’t like you.
At Home Dancer, c’mon over –
There’s not a single thing to threaten you here!
At Home Dancer, show me that smile,
You’ve never shown out in the city.
At Home Dancer, let’s dance –
There’s no need to put on a show here.
At Home Dancer, only play the music,
That you truly enjoy.
An anthem from sometime before – a heart covered in nothing but footprints;
Wanting to cry, but forgetting how, I forced a coughing fit.
Sorry for always turning down your invitations;
It doesn’t mean I don’t like you.
At Home Dancer, c’mon over –
There’s not a single thing to threaten you here!
At Home Dancer, show me that smile,
You’ve never shown out in the city.
At Home Dancer, let’s dance –
There’s no one’s gaze upon you here.
At Home Dancer, upon the beat,
Load up your dreams, love, and all that kinda stuff!
Dance, dance, dancing with you…
Dance, dance, dancing with you…
There’s no place like home!