For Some Reason Dancing
Was The Only Happiness Shown
In Our Home .
Losing Our Moves
Was Like Losing Our Sense Of Wonder .
Smile Large
As We Learned New Moves ,
But Why Cant We Just Live Our Life's .?
Dancing ..
Our Family Was Beautiful ,
But Behind Doors ,
The Truth Of Sorrow Was Above .
Every Time I Felt Sad ../
I Just Wanted To Get Up And Dance .
Forget Any Of my Worries .
Fighting For Faith .
My Eyes Danced .
Danced As If It Rehearsed
Dance Moves For Days !
Silently ..
I Hear The Song Mom Always Sang To Me Out Of Her Joy .
But Why Didnt It Bring A Smile On My Fathers Face ! ?
Glanced Quickly ,
But Once Too Many Times .
I Want To Catch His Steps ,
But The Wrong Way They Seem .
Ways Of Moves ,
Smiles Of Happiness .
But Why Not Forever .
Well My Father
He Was The Type Of Guy
Who Never Wants To Show
He's Happy .
Never ,
It Feels To Make Him Laugh .
His Heart Seemed Cold So Cold
But Always Fell To Dance .
Crying I Always Seem To Wonder .
What Would Happen If We Ever Stop Dancing ! ?
Happen To Fear
Fear For The Wrong Way !
Sad And Lonely ..
But When Sleeping
Moms Voice Would Fade ,
As She Sang An Shared With Me
A Wonderful Blessing .
The Gift To Believe
The Gift To Find The Right Direction To Find
My Place ..
As A Strong Young Lady ,
Which Inside May One Day Be As Big as The World !