her eyes dart across the room

stare at the bride, stare at the groom

moving up and down the place, she wants to leave but then she stays

remembers she has company

she's got the fool down on his knees

crosses her arms and rolls her eyes, the hope he had withers and dies

she won't call him anymore, she won't kiss him at the door

but her mind is somewhere

in her dreams there's no distress, in her dreams she's in that dress

and she holds him

in her dreams she's in that dress, in her dreams she's in that dress

in her dreams the groom is hers, she's someone else, she's somewhere else

in her dreams she's in that dress

dancefloor blues they come to stay

watching the lovers swing and sway

ballroom romance lasts a night, fantasy so pure dressed in white

the words that needed to be said, they were kept inside her head

and the night goes on and

watch the spouses take their bows, and the groom wiping his brow, this is going somewhere

and so then...

once the party room cleared out

the fool left without a sound

the girl looked around and knew, shook it off, knew what to do

she saw the groom looking around

looked at her and then looked down

turned around let out a sigh, and the girl began to cry

she won't call him anymore, she won't kiss him at the door

but her mind is somewhere

in her dreams there's no distress, in her dreams she's in that dress

And she holds him

in her dreams she's in that dress, in her dreams she's in that dress

in her dreams the groom is hers, she's someone else, she's somewhere else

in her dreams she's in that dress