i feel so unsure,
as i take your hand and lead you to the dancefloor.
as the music dies, something in your eyes,
calls to mind a silver screen, and all it's sad goodbyes.
to the heart and mind,
ignorance is kind.
and there's no comfort in the truth,
pain is the hole you'll find.
tonight the music seems so loud, i wish that we could lose this crowd.maybe it's better this way,we'd hurt each other with the things we want to say.we could have been so good together,we could have lived this dance forever.but now who's gonna dance with me?please stay.George Michael