I don't care for dances much anymore
Because no one with in which I would dance
Would ever give me a regard
With greater height than
That of anyone else with in which
They would dance
Maybe I'm scared
Of the green light across the bay
Knowing that it will always be out of reach
But hoping that perhaps it will only evade my reach
If I don't make an effort
I'm caught on the tied end of a string
Always having to pull myself back
But never sitting still
Always running until the string has no more give
I just can't bring myself to dance
Not tonight
I need to walk the docks in my mind
Always stopping at the end
Paralyzed by the kryptonite
Shining like a lighthouse
Deceiving my heart
But I fall for it every time
And I rest on my knees
Forcing myself that I dare not look upon it
Forcing myself to stay and not take a stand
To not go out of my way to embarrass myself
And to not go out tonight and dance.