I've never danced
I could never be convinced
Seeing you across this room
Has me doubting that truth

You're eyes are pickpockets
Slowly working the locks
That enshroud my heart
And now I'm getting nervous

We slowly meet in middle
The lights get even dimmer
I wouldn't call this dancing
But we seem to do it well

Pull me closer
Push me farther
Lift me up
Let me down
Tell me the truth
Let me live in our lies

Let the flowers
Rest on you
Let the tears fall
All around you
Let the stories be told
Just for you

All that you have to do
Is know there's a barrier
Between you and all of that
Remain still
Let the wood and the dirt
Bathe in your remembrance