Friday, August 17, 2007

Dance With My Father by Celine Dion

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 I'd 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'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 went to sleep
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 how Mama would cry for him
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
this is all I ever dream
I know you don't do it usually
but dear Lord, she's dying
to dance with my father again.

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