Find Me On The Dance Floor

Sign on the dotted lines that divide my head from my heart,
Sick of something and I'm slumping all because of it you got a funny way of working in and out of this,
Time on and off you fail to devise a plan from your heart,
Sick of something and I'm slumping all because of it you got a funny way of working in and out...

So scream your lungs out and wait for me.

Ride on the hands that hold your mind, time winds to the start,
Sick of something and I'm slumping all because of it you got a funny way of working in and out of this,
Hold onto words that tell me you're mine, we're better off apart,
Sick of something and I'm slumping all because of it you got a funny way of working in and out...

So scream your lungs out and wait for me.

I've got a feeling inside my hands her waist become one tonight,
Her looks that look, baby this feels so right...
"Take a chance and make a move but lets not waste this one night"

"Oh my God..."

So scream your lungs out and wait for me, and wait for me...