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Look at those dancers gliding aroundSeems as is their feetDon't hardly touch the groundLook at them smilingLike they knew one anotherAnd they never would come downTurn around and hold meI'd like to see your face aloneI'm hoping there's someone homeInstrumental (Ac. Guitar)I'd like to meet youWho do you see?Introduce yourself to whichever of me is nearbyClose behind your eyes you're laughing at meAnd I'm stuck with no instructions that I can seeTo steer byStick around it's tricky groundI'd like to see your face aloneI'm hoping there's someone homeTwo or three people fading in and outLike a radio station that I'm thinking aboutSongtexteBut I can't hearWho gets breakfast? Who gets the lunch?Who gets to be the boss of this bunch?Who will steer?TurningTurningTo see your face aloneI'm hoping there's someone homeDreamDo you dreamDreamingDo you?DreamDo you dreamDreamingDo you?In my dreamsI can see I canI can see a loveThat could be ... Aus Songtexte Mania