I can't see

In the flicker-light's quiet frequency

I was briefly interrupted by the sound

Of your voice

Now I can see

Why you turned away in disbelief

I couldn't get enough of the leitmotif

Of your voice

He's a lonely dancer

He's a fun fanatic organiser

I wonder, wonder, wonder

If you like to check him, check him, check him

When you dance Reassurance marks every move

I don't understand how you can make out the groove

Through the noise

He looks at you

The poise-boy tries to cut a good figure

But he has no future judging by the sound

Of your voice

He's a lonely dancer

He's a fun fanatic organiser

I wonder, wonder, wonder

If you like to check him, check him, check him.