Tip Walk Home (Revisit)

She was a dreamer… dancin’ high… Twirlin’ on stages… reachin’ for the sky… Pointe shoes gleam… spotlight’s chase… Now she’s spinnin’… in a neon haze… Chrome pole shines… oh what a stage… Life’s cruel twists… heart in a cage… Ohhh… she tip walks home… under the glow… Lost in the rhythm… the world don’t know… Yeahhh… she tip walks home… where shadows collide… In the dance of the night… her dreams can’t hide… There’s a man… her regular face… Smoky haze… but she knows his trace… Whispers burn.... like a kerosene light... Hearts catch fire.... in the dead of night... Ohhh… he’s got stories… a ramblin’ soul… Sees her art—makes her broken heart whole… Ohhh… she tip walks home… under the glow… Lost in the rhythm… the world don’t know… Yeahhh… she tip walks home… where shadows collide… In the dance of the night… her dreams can’t hide… Autumn leaves twist… on the cold, cold ground… Fate tied ‘em tight… where love gets found… Words like whiskey… laughter and tears… He sees the fire… she hid for years… Ohhh… she tip walks home… under the glow… Lost in the rhythm… the world don’t know… Yeahhh… she tip walks home… where shadows collide… In the dance of the night… her dreams can’t hide… Tip walk home… shadows fade... Love’s last call,... oh, the choice she made.... Take her hand.... let the guitars moan.... Once a dreamer... now she’s found her home....