

(ooh-ooh) Empty stands under white-hot glare (look at them shine) Cold wind in
your braided hair
I see you walking where I should stand
A silver initial in your hand
Almost there (almost) But you skipped the track
No turning back
Under the floodlights, we spin around
Lost in the static of a vintage sound
Wear my bracelet, change your name
Different player, but the very same game
Sharp steps on the concrete floor
Who is it you are dancing for
Left-behind dreams on a silver band
Time slips like stadium sand
Under the floodlights, we spin around
Lost in the static of a vintage sound
Wear my bracelet, change your name
Different player, but the very same game
Skip the song
(skip it) Floodlights fade to grey