dance with my father
Wednesday, August 23rd, 2006
back when i was a child
before life remove all the innocence
my father would lift me high
and dance with my mother and me
and then
spin me around ‘ till i feel a sleep
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 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 how mama would cry for him
i’d pray for her even more than me
i’d pray for her even more than me
i know i’m praying for much to much
but could You send back
the only man she loved
i know You don’t do it ussually
but till now
she’s dying to dance with my father again
(luther vandross)
