Waiting to Dance

On days like this, I don't read magazines to learn how to make heart-shaped cupcakes, or set the perfect romantic mood.

On days like this, I avoid the guy in the train station concourse hawking buckets full of flowers .

On days like this, I wonder about next year.

On days like this, the Void flexes its muscles.

On days like this, I strain to hear the music and wait for God to ask me to dance.

Oh, play me a blues song and fade down the light
I'm sad as a proud man can be sad tonight
Just let me dream on, oh, just let me sway
While the sweet violins and the saxophones play

And Miss, you don't know me but can't we pretend
That we care for each other till the band reach the end?

One step for aching and two steps for breaking
Waltzing's for dreamers and losers in love
One step for sighing, two steps for crying
Waltzing's for dreamers and losers in love

Now, they say love's for gamblers, the pendulum swings
I bet hard on love and I lost everything
So, don't send me home, now, put a shot in my arm
And we'll drink out old memories and we'll drink in the dawn

And Mr. Bandleader, won't you play one more time?
For I've good folding money in this pocket of mine

Oh, one step for aching, two steps for breaking
Waltzing's for dreamers and losers in love
One step for sighing, two steps for crying
Waltzing's for dreamers and losers in love

Miss, you don't know me but can't we pretend
That we care for each other till the band reach the end?

Oh, one step for aching, two steps for breaking
Waltzing's for dreamers and losers in love
One step for sighing, two steps for crying
Waltzing's for dreamers and losers in love

Waltzing's for dreamers and losers in love