Night Shop - Slow Dancing at the Wax Museum Lyrics

William Desmond Taylor and the Lost Tapes as I walk down the same road every day. I've accepted my life, I've accepted the end but I just can't seem to get the thought of you out of my head. Guess I've been doing my best to get by. Without losing the gleam in my eye. It's been a hard year for everyone, long night in the valley. One night packing up at Zeb, whispered I love you madly.
And I wanted you to want me. I wanted you to care.
But I gotta start believing in things that are really here.
Just another day in the ol' coliseum, I remember slow dancing in the wax museum. I said, one day here, there will be a statue of you. You just laughed, you said You're dumb but you're cute. It's those visceral moments where I knew I was alive that I've been recalling when I'm walking at night. I miss my old mind. I miss my old life. If I ever get it back, I'll never think twice.
And I'm grateful that I have all that I need.
But sometimes, I don't know why, the devil's got to breathe.
You showed me some music in Rochester, New York. Last I heard, it was a family of four. But I remember driving around in your car. Down the backroads, underneath those stars. Yes, I remember driving in your car at night. I hope whoever is with you now is treating you right. I guess I had to lose it, just to know what I had. But I'll never think twice if I ever get it back.