RETRO

I won't leave
until the glass disco ball
goes down

The night knows to capture my attention
the big lights change my conceptions
No mirror to reflect, no time to take a snack

Fashion is inside of our love
the photos show how funky and strong we are
getting higher quickly, hurting ourselves deeply

So let the clock says its good-bye
a good invitation like that, you don't decline
Oh, love
In this party, I wanna see your smile
otherwise I'll kiss your lips twice
My God...

I won't leave
until the glass disco ball
goes down

I know to deal
with you caged in my heart
Sweet town

I remind your clothes torn to pieces around
the day was blind and it got late to wake up
(just the wind in the window)

let me play my leather-guitar for you
before I've to take you to your wedding parlour
(Dubois Avenue, road to truth)

I won't leave
until the glass disco ball
goes down

I won't leave
until the glass disco ball
goes down