Dance With My Father Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then Spin me around -til I fell asleep Then up the stairs he would carry me And I knew for sure I was loved If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him I-d play a song that would never, ever end How love, love, love To dance with my father again When I and my mother would disagree To get my way, I would run from her to him He make me laugh just to comfort me Then finally make me do just what my mama said Later that night when I was asleep He left a dollar under my sheet Never dreamed that he would be gone from me If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him Play a song that would never, ever end Cause love, love, love To dance with my father again Sometimes I-d listen outside her door And I-d hear how my mother cried for him I pray for her even more than me I pray for her even more than me I know I-m praying for much too much But could you send back the only man she loved I know you don-t do it usually But dear Lord she-s dying To dance with my father again Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream ...Sempre que oico esta musica lembro me da presenca ausente do meu papa que mesmo sem ter estado presente na minha vida o amo com todas minhas forcas
Posted on: Thu, 25 Jul 2013 21:55:00 +0000