There’s no more words beyond the lyrics
I see the stage lights reflecting in your eyes..
..briefly before floating into a spaced out crowd
I have a million things to say
But you can’t hear the right words
As long as the music is playing we’re still dancing
But we’re only dancing on the weekends
When you have nothing else to do
Sometimes the music gets too loud
Other times you lose yourself in it
The bass cradles your heart
And you hold mine
But you never hear my song
Only on the weekends