Do you still keep paper flowers in the bottom
drawer with your Belgian lace taking them out
every year to watch the colors fade away? Do you
still believe in fairy tales, in battlements of
shining castles safe from the dragons that lie
beneath the hill? Are you still a Russian princess
rescued by a gypsy dancer to anyone who'll listen
is that a story you tell? You live a life of
fantasy, your diary romantic fiction.

Can't you see it's hard for me, can you see what I
am trying to say? It's a gentleman's excuse me so
I'll take on step to the side. Can you get it in
your head I'm tired of dancing? For every one step
forward we're taking two steps back. Can you get
it in your head I'm tired of dancing?

I know you still like old fashioned waltzes your
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/UfYreflection in the mirror that you flirt with as
you glide across the floor but if I told you the
music's over would you want to hear that your
dance card is empty that there's no-one really
there? Do you still believe in Santa Claus, that
there's a millionaire looking at your front door
with a key to a life that you'd never understand?
All I have to offer is the love that I have, it's
freely given you'll see its value when you see
what I've tried to say.

It's a gentleman's excuse me so I'll take on step
to the side. Can you get it in your head I'm tired
of dancing? For every one step forward I'm taking
two steps back. Can you get it in your head that
from this one step forward there's no turning
back? Can you get it in your head I'm tired of
dancing? We're finished dancing.