Rome Dancing Girl Jack Barnosky
Dance with me, dance with me, dance with me
and maybe
when the music ends
we will be , more than friends
dance with me, dancing girl
show me your moves
I don’t have any
but you sure do
come on, it’s friday night
dance night, i’m looking, watching you
dance with others
but I think I can see a glance
once in a while , toward me
yes?, no?
I think I’m right
gotch ya!
Dance with me, dance with me, dance with me
dancing girl
and maybe, when the music ends
you will see me, finally
standing, not dancing
just trying to be really cool
I was the one that they wrote about
“He is a natural” they said
in their newspapers
“He can do it all”
“We have never seen the like of him”
” He can throw that ball a mile”
but, you, you didn’t even know who I was
who I was supposed to be
what I was supposed to become,
I liked that,
it was just about me
then , in that moment
not about
what I shoud be
what I was to be
what others expected of me
you expected nothing
I could just be
me
I did not have to become
someone
Dance with me, dance with me , dance with me
you, all of a hundred pounds, soaking wet
five foot nothing,
yet more than enough to make me afraid
I knew fear,
I can’t move
dancing girl
your face glows like the stars
in this dark place
and I see you glance at me
gotcha!
not happy with those who want to dance with you?
what are you thinking? who do you want
to dance with?
not me,
I got no moves
they all want to be your partner
to dance with that dancing girl
but I think, maybe, I see
that glance, softly, quietly
at me, maybe I’m wrong,
I don’t think so
Dance with me , dance with me, dance with me
dancing girl,
and maybe, just maybe
when the music ends
you will come
to
me
and the fear I know
will be gone
just dance with me,
hold me
tonight, friday night,
dance night
jack barnosky