The dance, a bid, a matinee It's a faint, a brief affinity It's a touch when it shouldn't be And it's a step but you're too quick to fall Now a crash but it's just physical Not a point, except it's natural
There's no burden that will agonize you No worry that will weigh you down Not the memories that hypnotize you
A regret, it's undetectable It's a shy display, non-emotional It's a siren, barely audible
And it's an angle of the paradigm It's a cold box of cheap red wine It's the thought that gets lost in time
There's no burden that will agonize you No worry that will weigh you down Not the memories that hypnotize you
It's a shade of what you could not be It's a shade of what you could not be It's a shade of what you could not be It's a shade, a shade, a shade
There's no burden that will agonize you No worry that will weigh you down Not the memories that hypnotize you