Like a moth to the flame,
You'll come to me.
In the night or in the day.
Like a moth to the flame,
you'll come to me.
Because I made you that way.
You'll come to me.
In the night or in the day.
Like a moth to the flame,
you'll come to me.
Because I made you that way.
Frost and Flake
fall from the skies.
The outside world we all shy.
Bitter cold shivers through us,
though we all try to hide,
from the chill that consumes us,
from the inside.
Dance, twirl, turn, repeat
Life is a play that keeps your mind soft...
Dance, twirl, turn, repeat
Twist on the stings that hold you aloft...
Dance, twirl, turn, repeat
Life as delicate as the wing of a moth...
Dance, twirl, turn, repeat
We all see the world through a film of froth...
Dance, twirl, turn, repeat
Life is a play that keeps your mind soft...
Dance, twirl, turn, repeat
Twist on the stings that hold you aloft...
Dance, twirl, turn, repeat
Life as delicate as the wing of a moth...
Dance, twirl, turn, repeat
We all see the world through a film of froth...
Dance, twirl, turn, repeat