Track 2 of the album Sunday Clothes, Saturday Night · 2016
Dance Floor Ghosts
by Nina Vale
“An old ballroom with fresh paint and the same tired floorboards. I sang it like I was dancing with somebody who isn't there anymore.”
soul · torch soul · nostalgic soul · 3:07
Lyrics
The ballroom's got a new coat of paint But the floorboards still creak like they ain't Mirrored walls and a dusty chandelier Old tunes linger when no one is here I see them turning in the corner light Ladies in satin, gents in white Two by two in a slow, slow glide Dancing the dance that never died Dance floor ghosts, take my hand Waltz me round like you used to planned Every step is an echo, every turn is a prayer Dance floor ghosts, I know you're there Dance floor ghosts, take my hand I came tonight to say goodbye To a hall that's been sold, to a time gone by But the band tunes up from a place I can't see And a ghost in a tuxedo bows to me Dance floor ghosts, take my hand Waltz me round like you used to planned Every step is an echo, every turn is a prayer Dance floor ghosts, I know you're there Dance floor ghosts, take my hand One, two, three, one, two, three The whole room breathing with me Walls may fall and lights may fade But the music stays where the music was made Dance floor ghosts, take my hand Waltz me round while the last lights stand Every step is an echo, every turn is a prayer Dance floor ghosts, I know you're there Dance floor ghosts, take my hand One more turn, and then I'll go Thank you, ghosts, for the show