Long ago I saw her
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spinning slowly by herself
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in some room full of strangers in some strange town
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Spin around and look at me, please
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Come to see and speak with me
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"Life is lonely," someone said, but I was spellbound
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and could only nod my head
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A dancer from a dream, a footstep away from me
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Another time near the water
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standing on the Singing Sands
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watching ships from other lands
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I turned my gaze and she was there
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spinning slowly by the water
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From somewhere the music caught her
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and carried her away
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I was spellbound
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A dancer from a dream, a footstep away from me
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I've followed her footprints but they disappear
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And sometimes I think it's her singing I hear
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Through years of eluding me I finally one night
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sat at my mirror longing for the sight
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Lo! She appeared and didn't flee
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The dancer I had sometimes seen
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was laughing looking back at me.
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Nightlong
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Twelfth Of Never |