|Taken from la dolce vita|
But then your face gets too close to mine and I dance away, breaking our bond of jumping and swinging.
Another he comes from across the hall with a little less charisma, but he's a friend. So as friends we dance and as friends, we dance and communicate, though we're not quite in sync.
But then his face gets too close to mine and I dance away, breaking the friendship for a split second