Dance

As soon as everyone goes out the door
I crank up the music and hit the floor.
Right there in my livingroom I come alive.
With the sweat on my forEhead I fell like I've strived
to get my exercise and express how I feel.
Dancing is just how I deal
with everything thats going on.
I forget it all in the beat of the song.
Now I'm not talking "honkey-tonk" or "precious ballet",
but I hope they'll still hear what I have to say.
Yes through my singing,but also my dance,
and maybe one day I will get a chance.
But I haven't figured out exactly what I want,
but my talents are something I want to flaunt.
Anything with a beat is fine by me,
because when I feel it, it sets me free.
So let's grab our shoes and hit the floor,
and if you dont like it then there's the door.
Because when it blares extreamly loud
I'm no longer on earth,but dancing on clouds.