The Firework - Cajun Dance Party

If it’s not happening then he will stop

But she must say, or he may not

Is that her heart beating, or is that his again?

Is that her smiling, or a reflection of his own toothed face?

Time and time again he feels her warmth amidst

But is that really her or a hopeless optimist?

Now he’s made his decision, but she hasn’t made hers

Now she’s made her decision, and his eyes are blurred

This is now and that was then

But he’s not saying it won’t build up again

Cos her smile it’s made of clay

Takes time to mould but creates a brighter day

Time and time again he feels her warmth amidst

But is that really her or a hopeless optimist?

Now he’s made his decision, but she hasn’t made hers

Now she’s made her decision, and his eyes are blurred

There was you, ok?

And you nearly saw me slip and slide, (the firework)

But you didn’t see me slip and slide, (the firework)

That’s what you get when you change the modes

That’s what you get when your head explodes

That’s what you get if you tip a cow, can you feel it now?

Just so you know i’ll be fine, because i’m inclined to end up fine

Just so you know i will smile, i always smile in denial