The Choreographer - Lower Definition

I’ve got these holes in my shoes that

I feel just can’t be filled

Until I get that sway in your hips

And you can give me your address

And in the wake of the offer

We could have another twist across the bridge

If you’d stay a little later

I’ve got these holes in my shoes that

I feel just can’t be filled

Until I get that sway in your hips

Then we can kiss

We’ll send it up

We’ll send it out with a light that burns

Burn the sun!

Burn the sun!

We’ll burn the sun!

We’ll burn the sun with our light!

We’ll send it off with a light

While you lie and burn the sun

I can tell you’re lonely

Clawing at the walls

I’m waiting for you

Cause when you walk my heart just stops

I can taste the money on the tip of my tongue

I’ll bring you the sun whenever you want, wherever you are

Cause I’ve been tearing at these walls waiting for your call

Cause when you walk my heart just stops

And in the wake of the offer

We could have another twist just like this

If you’d stay a little later

I’ve got these holes in my shoes that

I feel just can’t be filled

Until I get that sway in your hips

And you can give me your address

Until I get that sway in your hips

Cause I’ve been trying to stay afloat but I’ve got these holes