Flickerlight

I can’t see
In the flicker-light’s quiet frequency
I was briefly interrupted by the sound
Of your voice
Now I can see
Why you turned away in disbelief
I couldn’t get enough of the leitmotif
Of your voice
He’s a lonely dancer
He’s a fun fanatic organiser
I wonder, wonder, wonder
If you like to check him, check him, check him
When you dance Reassurance marks every move
I don’t understand how you can make out the groove
Through the noise
He looks at you
The poise-boy tries to cut a good figure
But he has no future judging by the sound
Of your voice
He’s a lonely dancer
He’s a fun fanatic organiser
I wonder, wonder, wonder
If you like to check him, check him, check him.

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