I saw you dancin'. You moved like Sinatra. On speed. Lights were a flashin'. And tongues were a waggin'. Over you. It's too late for trying. Too late for denying. All those little thing. You and me have done. I'm sorry hun' I was hoping. For a recall. Mix of you high from the sun. Ah but nothing. Only lone magpies come. I saw you dancin'. You moved like Sinatra. On speed