..my soul is painted like the wings of butterflies,Fairytails of yesterday will grow,but never die,I can fly my friends..
..there's no way to come with you it's the only thing to do..
Just one last dance,before we say goodbye,when we sway and turn roun and round and round..it's like the first time..
Just one more chanse hold me tight and keep me warm,cause the night is getting cold and I don't know where I belong..
Just one last dance....I'll miss you..

Just one last dance,before we say goodbye,when we sway and turn roun and round and round..it's like the first time..
Just one more chanse hold me tight and keep me warm,cause the night is getting cold and I don't know where I belong..
Just one last dance....I'll miss you..
