Tell Her I'm Just Dancing Songtext
von Hiss Golden Messenger

What catches fire
Brightens my eyes
Gathering joy to myself
Wrecking my light
What catches fire
Brightens my eyes
And those bottom-end boys
They clap on one and three

Yes, I built a wall, now I cannot get over
Oh, you can′t choose your blues, but you might as well own them
For a little while, like the spirit of an older
Hey, Diamond heel, get your storm clouds open


Now, how many miles, to Birmingham?
I'm asking on a friend in the gathering wind
Old hatted cross
Rock hold me
If she asks where I am, tell her I′m just dancing

Yes, I'm just dancing, now I cannot get over
Oh, you can't choose your blues, but you might as well own them
For a little while, like the spirit of an older
Hey, Diamond heel, get your storm clouds open

What catches fire
Brightens my eyes
Gathering joy to myself
Oh, it′s a lucky thing