(Claude S.)

(My affection is the focus of it all)

(Beat of life)

(Beat of life)

(Beat of life)

(Did you know that I felt you move apart?)


She says to me,
"Do you know
That I've felt you move apart?"
Then I say,
"Imagination is a silly game we play."

And then I stare into her eyes
Think and stop to realize
That this is more than she could hope to know
And she said...

She says,
"Do you dance, do you dance
to the beat of life?"
She says,
"Do you dance, do you dance
to the beat of life?"
(Beat of life...)

I call her house
I get an answer on the damned machine again...
She's out too late
And not a call to tell me where she'll be tonight...

And then I start to think and realize
The way she acts is only part
Of a violent game we have to play
I fear...

She says,
"Do you dance, do you dance
To the beat of life?"
She says,
"Do you dance, do you dance
To the beat of life?"
(Beat of life...)

She says,
"Do you dance, do you dance
To the beat of life?"

Here we go
(My affection is the focus of it all)

I say to her,
"Why can't you see that we evade the fall?"
She says to me,
That her affection is the focus of it all

And then I take her in my arms
And it seems to go away...
That sickening feeling that I always cultivate

When she says,
"Do you dance, do you dance
To the beat of life?"
(repeat to end)