Dance Away - Roxette

There’s a hidden meaning in everything he says, every close encounter,

every kiss,

every caress.

Even the truth has got that bitter taste of a lie.

Well, I can read his lips but I can’t read his mind.

I can see him dance away now oh oh -- oh oh oh.

He was one of the kind that seems so hard to find.

There’s a change of weather,

now

he leaves me far behind.

That I don’t matter to him came as such a surprise.

Well, I can

read his lips, I thought I read his eyes.

And I can see him dance away now…