I wanna see you bright (oh) Oh, I wanna see you bright (oh) I wanna see you I found my life in between shots and getting high The cage I was in fell away when she asked me to dance again I'm loving the colorway Surrounding your colored eyes She stays in

Because she way out I've never seen her talk but I'm telling you she way out I've never seen her dance moves, dancing like she way out Moving but she just can't move She's definitely got the style on you With a face from a movie scene Or magazine, you

And we danced Out there on that empty hardwood floor The chairs up and the lights turned way down low The music played, we held each other close The bar was empty I was sweeping up the floor That's when she walked in I said, I'm sorry but we're closed

Over the castle on the hill We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill But I can't wait to go home I'm on my way Driving at ninety down those country lanes Singing to "Tiny Dancer" And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real When I was six

Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady Pretty eyed, pirate smile She was the seamstress for the band She'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must

With a red and black one at the Texaco She hopped in your truck Sang alone with one on the radio Big red one going down Feel like one in a small town Parked way out in the dark And they danced on the hood She was sitting on the shining light Then gave

She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol And I was just a soldier on my way to montreal Well she pressed her chest against me About the time the juke box broke Yeah, she gave me a peck on the back of the neck And these are the words she spoke

Rock my world little country girl Drag me out on the floor Dance with me 'till I can't dance anymore One-step, two-step, get in a line I gotta find a way to make you mine She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood And two big speakers blasting

Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen

Send us home Children still play in the garden Dance as the sun slips away Not even stars last forever Cleanse us Acid rain Our day has come It's drawn in the sky So don't shead a tear now Be thankful for the time