[Verse 1]
My mother would dance sometimes
Believing herself alone
But through her slightly open door
I would watch her as she turned
Turned 'round, 'round, briefly unbound

[Verse 2]
My mother played and sang sometimes
Believing herself alone
But through her slightly open door
I could see her face upturned
Songs long learned, so long untuned

[Verse 3]
I was her only audience
She believed herself alone
My applause should have been rapturous
But I closed the door and turned, turned away