I feel so unsure. As I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor. As the music dies. Something in your eyes. Calls to mind a silver screen. And all its sad goodbyes.
Let me take you to the place. Where membership's a smiling face. Brush shoulders with the stars.. Where strangers take you by the hand. And welcome you to wonderland.
I feel so unsure. as I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor. as the music dies, something in your eyes. calls to mind the silver screen. and all its sad good-byes..