Bruce Cockburn
I Wanna Dance With You
[Verse 1]
Languid mandala of the ceiling fan
Moving air like a slow stroking hand
Music drifts in like the embassy
Of afternoon's sullen sensuality

[Chorus]
I wanna dance with you
I wanna dance with you
Oh I wanna dance with you
I wanna dance with you

[Verse 2]
African voices in an opium dream
Magenta waves on a sea of blue-green
I wanna dance with you till the sky gets clear
Dance till the calluses fall off my ears

[Chorus]
I wanna dance with you
I wanna dance with you
Oh I wanna dance with you
I wanna dance with you

[Verse 3]
Hours get shorter as the days go by
You never get to stop and open your eyes
Trouble with the nation, trouble with relations
Where you gonna go for some illumination?
[Chorus]
I wanna dance with you
I wanna dance with you
Oh I wanna dance with you
I wanna dance with you