October 30, 2009
By Spanish_barbie BRONZE, Silver Spring, Maryland
Spanish_barbie BRONZE, Silver Spring, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
I just hide behind the tears of a clown

My Knight in shining armor
with arms made out of steel

He held me in those strong arms
My feet on top of his

The music, our soundtrack
The world, ours for the taking

I would stand on your feet
You would guide me

We danced the night away
My eyes twinkling

Your eyes shining with tears
Daddy's Little girl was growing up

Daddy let's dance i said
The music, our never-ending saviour

The clock would strike
You'd pick me up and twirl me

A kiss on the cheek
And you'd send me off to bed

The melody still playing in my head

No more father-daughter dances
Because you weren't daddy no more

Not the daddy that smiled and laughed
Not the daddy that danced

So I think back
To when there were dances

To when there were kisses
To when the world was ours

To when the record was playing

But there's no more father-daughter dances
Cause I'm not a daddy's girl

The clock's struck 12
And you're not here anymore

I'm all alone
On the dance floor

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