

(ooh, yeah)
Under the fluorescent lights,
we're spin-spinning free Behind the freezer door,
you're looking right at me
No cameras in this corner store Just heavy glass and vinyl floors
(yeah, yeah!)
You had my regular poured before I reached the till Behind the
counter in the quiet and the chill
Now you're dancing on the salt-stained rug
Humming tunes into your coffee mug
Between the energy stones and the incense aisle You give me that
sudden, crazy crystal-shop smile
Tension rising up the mall hallway floor We're leaning right against the
frozen glass door
Under the fluorescent lights,
we're spin-spinning free Behind the freezer door,
you're looking right at me No cameras in this corner store Just
heavy glass and vinyl floors (spinning round,
round!)
Amethyst dreams on a Tuesday night
Everything feels so clear and bright Just the hum of the ice
and our feet on the ground
No other sound (no other sound)
Behind the freezer door...
Spinning free...