The music rings on
Nonsense is all I hear though
As the crowds gather
And I'm left with my fear-
I can't help but wonder
If this is how it'll always be.

I ask you dear
If we might have just a dance,
But what a fool I am
To think I can gather some courage
And overcome the uncalled-for fame.

At this point
It's more than a dance;
It's becoming a fight for balance.
While all I can do is sit and watch
As the night goes on.
All I can think of is
You with another man.

Hand in hand
Alone under the spotlight.
We'll all watch
And I won't even be able to stand
All of this because of a dance.