Hey mister I know you like flowers I could spent hours, dancing with you It's amazing how you dance all night long But remember, I'm too old All the singers in the choir are tired The musicians in the band, retired Hey mister, my dress wants to sleep Hey mister, your hair on the breeze Time's changing, you still dancing here The music stoped but still listening in your ear All the singers in the choir are tired The musicians in the band, retired There's no more dreams at your door The light's on fire There's a hole on the floor, and you're lying Hey mister, take my hand and make me fly Hey mister, I don't want to hear you cry Hey mister, take my breath and let me go Hey mister, don't you know I love you, love you so