Twenty-six turns around the dance floor
And the air is filled with fireflies
And you're often in my thoughts, dear
Even when we are unkind
Walk with me along the dark land
And sift the bones and drink the wine
You are always on the doorstep
And we are often out of time
Twenty-six turns around the dance floor
And it fills the air with fireflies
And you are on my thoughts, dear
Even when we're less than kind
And you are on my thoughts, dear
Even when we're less than kind