Tim Clark

Lyrics

Late at the party Saturday night
The mood takes a graceful swandive
Too drunk to drive, too sober to dance
Head for the exit, say no goodbyes

Me and the music spill out to the street
The soles of my shoes burn like coals on my feet
But there’s a mirrorball moon and flashing streetlights
Cos the party’s not over if you say no goodbyes

The music it dies, the lights fall away
I walk on alone in the dark
I swear I’m forsaken when what do I see
Some people stood round a bonfire in a park

They say, “Don’t shy from the flames, lean in to the fire
Cos the fires that raze us raise us up higher
So burn up the dancefloor, dance for all of your lives,
Cos the party’s not over if you say no goodbyes
No the party’s not over if you say no goodbyes.”