Tobias Bader, Brad Mehldau - Dance Lyrics

We are children of the wind
Painted colors on a print
We are freak-outs on a perfect day
High-tech figures here to stay

And we dance, dance, dance around
And our feet they hardly touch the ground

We are lost in the beat
In the rhythm of the heat
Moving all the tracks and traces
When the dust clears we are sound

And we dance, dance, dance around
And our feet they hardly touch the ground

Burning the old fear
Everything is getting clear
Burning the old fear
Everything is getting clear

As I fall into your love
With the empty skies above
I know for sure that we can be
A timelaps in eternity

And we dance, dance, dance around
And our feet they hardly touch the ground

Burning the old fear
Everything is getting clear
Burning the old fear
Everything is getting clear