Dancing to a dissolving sun
Singing in your mother tongue
The night you were twenty-one
Letna Park on the way home
Your inhibitions gone
You kissed me by the metronome
Barefooted artlessness
You in your party dress
I didn't want the day to come
When everyone had gone
We watched the dying sun
I knew I was not the one
I remember
It seems like yesterday
Your head on my shoulder
You really did dance the night away
Dancing to a dissolving sun
Singing in your mother tongue
The night you were twenty-one
Letna Park on the way home
Your inhibitions gone
You kissed me by the metronome
Dancing to a dissolving sun
Singing in your mother tongue
The night you were twenty-one
Letna Park on the way home
Your inhibitions gone
You kissed me by the metronome