I felt my love for you this time Out of sight, I'm feeling so alive You didn't feel anything at all After all, makes me feeling small If they saw us to share, it's cool Something we need to carry on But that is made up past the moon Fit in the home for

I'm already someone else's Don't know how I ever let you go I was young, didn't know 'bout love You were wild, couldn't get enough If only, if only you were mine Guess I had my last chance And now this is our last dance You fell through the cracks in my

I felt my love for you this time Out of sight, I'm feeling so alive You didn't feel anything at all After all, makes me feeling small It makes me feeling small If they saw us to share, it's cool Something we need to carry on But that is made up past the

Oh clap your hands, clap your hands Turn the lights on my nights this is life and we only get one chance Come on dance, take a chance on romance, we only get one shot at love Clap your hands, clap your hands Shake me out of my misery oh oh oh Well I've

Whoa-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Whenever I start feeling strong I'm called a bitch in the night But I don't need these 14-carat golds to win I am a woman, I insist it's my life The queen that's inside of me This is my chance to release it

Sometimes goodbye is a second chance Tell my mother, tell my father I have done the best I can To make them realize This is my life I hope they understand I'm not angry, I'm just saying She waved, said, "Why are you always running in place"

You go to my head Though I'm certain that this heart of mine Hasn't a ghost of a chance In this crazy romance You go to my head, you go to my head You linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning round In my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of

Every chance I did or I didn't take All the nights I went too far All the girls that broke my heart All the doors that I had to close Thank God for all I missed 'Cause it led me here to this All the things I knew but I didn't know Every stoplight I

I'm not waiting, I'm coming for you my love All this waiting is taking its toll This is beginning, we realize We're celebrating the modest life A chance at your wishes, a wish for more Everyone's waiting at an open door A sneaking suspicion is in your

You're my London girl Just the sound of your voice This could be our final dance This could be our very last chance The way that you walk The way that you talk And I ain't got no choice And if you cut me, don't you think I feel Is this body made of clay,