Dancers کے بول

Hide me in the wings a while Let me catch my breath Wipe the weary from this brow Stretch the tired from these legs Before I dance across your roads And underneath your streetlights Before I move upon your stage In front of crowds made up of dancers Gulls drop into the sea I'm not sure where I should be Waves crash through the streets Leaving dangers and doves Leaving loathes and loves By my feet Take me to the river's edge Where the city opens Lay my eyes in silhouettes And angles of the horizon There winds are freed from a Jail of glass walls And sirens drown in the sand There I remenber how to dance And stop fighting for places to land Gulls drop into the sea I'm not sure where I should be Waves crash through the streets Leaving dangers and doves Leaving loathes and loves By my feet