For the saints above, for the world And I'm thinking what everybody's thinking And I'm so glad I came, but I can't wait to leave So my hand, from your hand Leave you dancing with the ghost So my hand, from your hand Leave you dancing with the ghost It's blood in my ears And a fool in the mirror And the pain of mistakes Couldn't get any clearer And I'm thinking what everybody's thinking And I'm so glad I came, but I can't wait to leave So my hand, from your hand Leave you dancing with the ghost So my hand, from your hand Leave you dancing with the ghost Don't it be a slow dance today? Don't it be a slow dance today? Don't it be a slow dance Don't it be a slow dance today? Don't it be a slow dance today? Don't it be a slow dance today? Don't it be a slow dance today? Don't it be a slow dance today? Don't it be a slow dance today? Don't it be a slow dance today?