Magnetic Fields "Nothing Matters When We're Dancing"

Dance with me my old friend 

once before we go 

Let's pretend 

this song won't end 

and we never have to go home 

and we'll 

dance among the chandeliers 

And nothing matters 

when we're 

dancing 

In tat or tatters you're entrancing 

Be we in Paris 

or in Lansing 

nothing matters 

when we're dancing

 You've never been 

more beautiful 

your eyes like two full moons 

than here in this 

poor old dancehall among the dreadful tunes 

the awful songs 

we don't even hear...