Tonight I dance like it would be the last
As the rhythm of the music starts to blast
But in my heart I hold memories of the past
When all of my life’s torture is strong and vast
With every smile on my lips their eyes I steal
And with every breath, my pains they feel.
Then what of my mask if my hands reveal
That sweet picture of courage so unreal?
These, the lights, I have come to earn
Might not be enough for me to yearn
That foolish love I have come to burn
Keep flaring up my heart’s painful turn
At the sight of him, my tears start to fall
His sweet touch, an addiction through it all
And as I dance with this dear friend I call
Our lives are shared in a world unknown by all
Slowly my mask wears away
By his love, to nothing it is turned
That bittersweet music all turns to gay
For his rhythm becomes a lesson I must learn
And now my dance all got its strength
Now that his hands show more than care
With him, I swear I’ll take each great length
The warmth of it to the world shall flare
Might it be the first, the last?
The dance I have now makes me feel high
Might he stop this music, this dance, I’d cry
And the music of my soul would then surely die.