Dancer

The piano calls out a steady beat
As the dancers move about on the tips of their feet
While the boys look on from the chairs on the side
They smile like they've got nothing to hide
While the girls they move in rhythmic rows
Thinking of picket fences and patios
And the smell of cookies freshly baked
And the way boys smile like there is no mistake
Holding back by the curtain I close my eyes
Cause the boys in the chairs are only guys
And there's nothing to prove there's something more
Than what others came here to see before
Holding my breath counting down from nine
Had a boy once and still think he's mine
And somehow they girls on the floor can't see
They mean more to us then to them do we
I won't dance with the other girls anymore
I know that you've heard this before
But I've got a new frame of mind
And I'm leaving this room behind
The piano calls out a steady beat
I retreat to the door on the tips of my feet
The boys look away like I was never there
And the girls they smile like life is fair
I'm gone