The dance, a bid, a matinee    It's a faint, a brief affinity    It's a touch when it shouldn't be    But it's all right    And it's a step but you're too quick to fall    Now a crash but it's just physical    Not a point, 'cept it's natural    But it's all right       Uh-uh       There's no burden that will agonize you    No worry that will weigh you down    Not the memories that hypnotize you    You won't turn around       You can't love me (x4)       A regret, it's undetectable    It's a shy display, nonemotional    It's a siren, barely audible    But it's all right       And it's an angle of the paradigm    It's a cold box of cheap red wine    It's the thought that gets lost in time    But it's all right       Uh-uh       There's no burden that will agonize you    No worry that will weigh you down    Not the memories that hypnotize you    You won't turn around       You can't love me (x4)       It's a shade of what it could not be (x3)    It's a shade, a shade       There's no burden that will agonize you    No worry that will weigh you down    Not the memories that hypnotize you    You won't turn around       You can't love me (x4)