Glitter in the air as we are dancing,
Hovering above the ground and sticking to my eyelid,
Somewhere in between fluorescent colours, I can see her dance alone.
Come look at me now Laura.
Something ’bout the way she moves makes me wanna cry.
Something ’bout the way she raises makes me feel so fine.
Everything about her is addictive,
Even when she’s standing still I can feel her spinning,
Colours in her eyes, I’m feeling dizzy,
Her glances keep me hypnotised, come look at me now Laura.
Something ’bout the way she moves makes me wanna cry.
Something ’bout the way she raises makes me feel so fineee