In the disco light, in the disco light. Oh, I walked through the party in the disco light. Saturday is calling and I'm feeling alright. And I get tired of being alone.
They found sixth-form poetry scrawled on the walls. On your old bedroom. And Friday night is going to free-fall,. Through Club Rust, angel dust and sweet perfume.
She'll stand tall.. It doesn't matter what's been said.. Sweetest Juliet.. I won't strip you of all your beauty.. Juliet.. You've lead your flock of sheep astray..
You're in my stars you know. Don't need no crystal ball to tell me so. Whispering in the air. Hoping that my words find you somewhere. Even when I close my eyes.
She's an angel in the hallway, in the stands and at the mall. I see her everywhere I go, she don't see me at all. I serenade her cell phone but I never hit send.