I Dance Alone (Conneticut Ron's Return to Saigon Mix) - Swayzak

Theres got to be more to this, the future - Theres got to be more to this Sitting around in my imagination Using someone elses logic for loose change. Where the speed of light isn't always fast enough So could you hurry up and get another life, if you please You wear a suit, i wear a smile, you yellow taxi the 4 minute mile I'll be your driver if you'll be my ride Your financial advisor, me and my hitchhikers guide Wrote a letter to the future, asking for directions It came back to me, return to sender, there I go Am i here yet, am i here yet, am i? Theres got to be more to this My emotional bends are doing somersaults My head is where my feet should be, on the ground I chose the path of most resistance Had to be different, made my mark but then I crossed the lines You read between Pardon you, oh excuse me, you left your manners at the pleasantries Blind ambition is so hard to please Look at me, i've been told i'm exceptionally ordinary Wrote a letter to the future asking for directions It came back to me, return to sender There I go, am i here yet, There's got to be more to this, theres got to be more to this Straight ahead, always forward, change direction Nobodys looking. draw a circle and stand in the middle Touch the sides, they're never ending, they're never ending Wrote a letter to the future asking for directions It came back to me return to sender There i go, am i here yet The future, theres got to be more to this Dont wanna be rich, dont wanna be poor, dont wanna to be a bitch Im not asking for more, you'd settle for less, im happy like this Dont you wanna get a life Dont wanna be a victim of fashion, a plastic sensation A hippie chick coke fiend, higher than an astronaut Lower than a politician, leave your name and number in the bin, the has been

You know it makes no difference. Whether we talk or not. And it's much harder going in us sometimes. And jumping down from the top. But if you talk to me I will listen to you. With my eyes, my ears, my heart. (Chorous) Do we both reach a state of grace? I will pull you out of modern secrets. Do we both trust because it's clear? Information gets to yourself as information greeting danger Greeting danger. You know it makes no difference. If you remember times that I forgot. Sometimes we meet missed out here. But there's a need for a knod. Taking consciousness for granted. I need to hear your good self. Sit down, don't expect me to give in to it. And I would have given it right back. My senses would know why. Do we all reach a state of grace? (Chorous) I will pull you out of modern secrets. Do we both trust because it's clear? Information gets to yourself as information greeting danger Greeting danger. Greeting danger. Greeting danger Wenn Du mit mir sprichst. Ich will Dein tiefstes Inneres verstehen. Aber verlange nicht, dass ich Dir nachgebe. Du weisst, dass es keinen Unterschied macht. Ob wir miteinander sprechen oder nicht