Last Dance W O L F C L U B (Ft. Petia Pavlova)

They play our song, you turn to me
They dim the lights and I can't see
You close your eyes, the smoke machines
You mime the words that you can't sing

Dance to the heartbeat
Feels like a memory
You grab my hand, pull me in
Take the breath of me
You lead the dance, take a chance
Back out to the streets
I catch your glance, our romance
Say the words you've seen

Backseat, cold feet, heartbeat, stolen dreams
Backseat, cold feet, heartbeat, stolen dreams
Backseat, cold feet, heartbeat, stolen dreams
Backseat, cold feet, heartbeat, stolen dreams
Backseat, cold feet, heartbeat, stolen dreams
Backseat, cold feet, heartbeat, stolen dreams
Backseat, cold feet, heartbeat, stolen dreams
Backseat, cold feet, heartbeat, stolen dreams

They play our song, you turn to me
They dim the lights and I can't see
You close your eyes, the smoke machines
You mime the words that you can't sing