When the violin plays

Footsteps echo on the marble floor,

A whisper calls, but I’m not sure.

A shadow leads, I take its hand,

Lost in a waltz I don’t understand.

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As long as the violins play,

We won’t stop.

It’s about to be a dark winter…

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Ooooh, dancing to the tune of your way,

Moving to the rhythm of your sway.

Ooooh, spinning to the beat of your bass,

Let the violins play…

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Candlelight dances, the air turns cold,

A ghostly tune takes its hold.

A step into this gilded hold,

Trapped in a waltz I don’t understand.

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As long as the violins play,

We won’t stop.

It’s about to be a dark winter…

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Ooooh, dancing to the tune of your way,

Moving to the rhythm of your sway.

Ooooh, spinning to the beat of your bass,

Let the violins play…

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They’re waiting, they’re watching, they’re whispering,

Can’t see it, can’t feel it, but it’s sinking in.

Buried inside me, it’s taking control,

I feel it, I hear it, I’m losing my hold.

It rules me, it spins me, won’t let me go,

I’m turning, I’m twisting, about to explode!

The violins call me…

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Ooooh, dancing to the tune of your way,

Moving to the rhythm of your sway.

Ooooh, spinning to the beat of your bass,

Let the violins play…

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Ooooooooooooooooh...

Still spinning, still turning…

The violins play…