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Back when I was a child |
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Before life removed all the innocence |
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My father would lift me high |
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And dance with my mother and me and then |
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Spin me around til' I fell asleep |
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Then up the stairs he would carry me |
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And I knew for sure I was loved |
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If I could get another chance |
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Another walk, another dance with him |
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I'd play a song that would never ever end |
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How I'd love, love, love to dance with my father again, ooh |
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When I and my mother would disagree |
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To get my way I would run from her to him |
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He'd make me laugh just to comfort me, yeah yeah |
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Then finally make me do just what my momma said |
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Later that night when I was asleep |
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He left a dollar under my sheet |
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Never dreamed that he would be gone from me |
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If I could steal one final glance, one final step |
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One final dance with him |
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I'd play a song that would never ever end |
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'Cause I'd love, love, love to dance with my father again |
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Sometimes I'd listen outside her door |
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And I'd hear how my mother cried for him |
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I pray for her even more than me |
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I pray for her even more than me |
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I know I'm praying for much too much |
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But could you send back the only man she loved? |
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I know you don't do it usually |
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But dear Lord she's dying to dance with my father again |
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Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream |
