After the Dance
By doughunt
After the dance, when the music's gone, as the laughter fades, the night is so cold. After the dance, when the leaves go dry, as the harsh wind blows, the land is so old. Memories still wait for me, they're rich and alive they're a song I sing in a storm. After the dance, when the sky is black, as the silence falls, there's no one to hold.After the dance, when the music's gone,as the laughter fades, the story's been told. Written February 15th, 1983 © on Aug 28 2001 12:53 AM PST 0 • 10
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"After the dance, when the music's gone, as the laughter fades, the night is so cold. After the dance, when the leaves go dry, as the harsh wind blows, the land is so old. Memories still wait for me, they're rich and alive they're a song I sing in a storm. After the dance, when the sky is black, as the silence falls, there's no one to hold.After the dance, when the music's gone,as the laughter fades, the story's been told...."