Waiting for Your Phone Call - Anoraak

You, me, the disco

The dream of phone number

You’re going not too late

I stay up to dance

With my mind on stage

We share the dance floor

I feel getting higher

The lights blind me up

The songs drive us nuts

You’re my surrender

And I’ve be waiting

To date or something

You folding my hand

I sleep as I bend

And I’ve be waiting

To date or something

You folding my hand

I sleep as I bend

And I’ve be waiting

To date or something

You folding my hand

I sleep as I bend

And I’ve be waiting

To date or something

You folding my hand

I sleep as I bnd