Friday, February 27, 2009

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 till 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 I'd love, love, love to dance with my father again

Ooh, ooh When I and my mother would disagree

To get my way

I would run from her to him He'd make me laugh just to comfort me, yeah, yeah

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

I'd play a song that would never, ever end beCause
I'd love, love, love to dance with my father again Sometimes I'd listen outside her door And I'd hear her, mama crying 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 Lord, she's dying to dance with my father again

Every night I fall asleep And this is all I ever dream

1 comment:

Phil Marx said...

Zahra;

That is a beutiful song. I am so glad you posted it here for me to see. :)

I just started a new blog. It is where I will list all the interesting blogs I discover from around the world. Of course, I had to begin with the best, which is why my first post is for your blog.

Take care, Phil

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