We Do a Childish Dance

I’d never felt so stubborn, or thick-headed
The tension only grew as I said some things I later regretted
But I never admitted to the extent;
I held my head high, never admitted to my repent

So we stood on the ballroom of the local Toys-R-Us
And we waltzed through the isles in our wondrous fuss
Until we’d lose our footing and fall in a heap
Knowing that this dance we’d both vouch to keep
And through the thick and thin of it all
We both learned how not to fall

And maybe it was our fear that blinded our judgment
Or our minds were seemingly absent

But our souls were caught in a trance
As we did a childish dance