Rivermaya — Ballroom Dancing

I imagine ballroom dancing 'neath your tight synthetic shirt There will be chairs there will be tables There'll be spoons But there'll be no/but baby one else I imagine ballroom dancing Beneath your tight electric shirt Now tell me don't that sound romantic Better than love in the attic years ago Don't tell me I'm crazy I dreamt the sun was radiating blue But doctors have cleared me It's just a case of too much missing you I'd die for a maybe But pardon me I'm not a desperate man Just paranoid lately You'll never know, they drop the bomb It's the end