

I'm dialing up your old number today
Standing by the talent-show hallway mirror
Looking at my reflection in the frame
Trying to make the signal clear
But some stranger answers on the other end
(who is this?)
Underneath the roller rink lights
We're spinning on the floor tonight
Glitter on the ceiling so bright
Everything is feeling alright
(oh yeah!)
I stepped away but now I'm back again
(back again)
Staring at the glass to see the truth The new owner of
your old number has fled
Leaving only memories of youth
Underneath the roller rink lights
We're spinning on the floor tonight
Glitter on the ceiling so bright
Everything is feeling alright (let's go!)
Glittering lights, spinning around (around and around)