Hiding in the conversation
I don't care that much to see her
Every move on an empty dance floor
She's like a ship on a stormy sea
She's like a ship on a stolen sea
She's like a ship, ship on a stormy sea
Sipping on my own sad story
A mix of pity and melancholy
She just don't care how she looks out there
You can tell she's feeling alright
You can tell she's feeling alright
You can tell, you can tell
Oh, how could it be that she
How's that she (she), she (she)
Ain't shy to dance
Like me
How's that she (she), she (she)
Ain't shy to dance
Like me
Keep on telling myself it's why
Today is not the night
For which I've planned to let myself have
A bit of the fun
To have a bit of the fun
To have, to have
Oh, how could it be that she
How's that she (she), she (she)
Ain't shy to dance
Like me
How's that she (she), she (she)
Ain't shy to dance
Like me
'Cause she's spinning, she's laughing
She tumbled, she's clapping
She's letting a mundane
Monday to happen
'Cause why should she care
When nobody's there
Just her
When nobody's there
Just her
