Strangers Instead

The 24-hour news, has got me glued
Another sleepless night spent in the living room
Shared the bed with strangers instead
But it’s always best, just me and you
Tell me the truth, what’s a man to do?
Sometimes it’s best out of the blue

Let’s take up dancing
Keep me on my heels
I would twist and turn
Just to be with you

I’m not much of a mover
Teach me your deal
You can lead
And I’ll follow in my two left shoes
I’ll follow you in my two left shoes

A brush with death, I can’t forget
Stared into the eyes of destiny
You’re at the door, I’m on the floor
With my trousers round my knees
Can we talk it out? You’ve got your doubts
When you love something, do you set it free?

Or do you keep on dancing?
Keep it on its heels
I would twist and turn
Just to be with you

I’m not much of a mover
Teach me your deal
You can lead
And I’ll follow in my two left shoes
I’ll follow you in my two left shoes

I’ll follow you In my two left shoes
I’ll follow you In my two left shoes
I’ll follow you In my two left shoes

Felt like an age, that never-ending ache
Sought conversation to heal the pain
The awkward talk, the speechless walks
Wouldn’t have it any other way
All polished black, shoes intact
I hope you still love me, it’s ok