You walk in the room and you're wearing a frown,nYou reach for the shelf and cradle it downnThe Music Box Dancer, what does it prove?nOnly t...
You walk in the room and you're wearing a frown,nYou reach for the shelf and cradle it downnThe Music Box Dancer, what does it prove?nOnly that you need to see a statue that moves.nA tutu of satin, bordered with lace,nSlender lines, agile legs, a wonderland face.nHer beauty is balanced, an immovable pose,nEternally destined to remain on her toes.nnMusic Box Dancer, she is only a toy,nProject upon her your dreams of wanting life's joy;nShe's perched on her stand, and never will part,nA final gaze upon her, now the music will start.nnYou wind the doll up, it's nostalgic becausenYou've been here before, so give one final pausenTo dream of the future, to reflect on the past,nMusic Box Dancer start your whirling at last.nnThe room fills with music, such a cute song,nWatching her go 'round and 'round, she's where she belongs;nBring joy to the watchers, spreading a glow,nWhenever wound up, she'll put on a good show.nnMusic Box Dancer, do you think or believenShe could step off her box if she wanted to leave?nSo easy it is, twirl around with such grace,nStaying in her circle, she remains in one place.nnSuch a brief moment, a small time to spend,nThe dancing will slow soon, the music will end;nIn real life we're plastic, nature's unfair,nHow can we breathe life, how can we sharenThe knowledge and insights hidden in tombs,nWe're all Music Box Dancers all alone in our rooms;nWe sit on our shelves where objects reside,nWe don't allow the music to get right inside.nnMusic Box Dancer's now completely alone,nNo winder or no listener, because nobody's home;nHow long before someone will re-wind the spring?nThe room will now be witness; and silence can't singnnsource: http://www.lyricsondemand.com/ Less
