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domingo, janeiro 31, 2010
 
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
�Cause I�d love, love, love to dance with my father
again


Sometimes I�d listen outside her door
And I�d hear her, mama cryin� for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me


I know I�m prayin� 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 dyin� to dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep
And this is all I ever dream

in "dancing with my father" - Luther Vandross