Four years I’ve spent dreading the week,
Yet with every practice, I’ve learned I’m not weak.
I’ve learned how to stand on my own two feet.
My sixty sisters have stuck through it all,
Each of their names they’ve heard me call,
They pick me up whenever I fall.
The tears have flown from each of my eyes,
Because it is just too hard with all of the goodbyes,
Sometimes I hate how fast time flies.
My sixty sisters have a place in my heart,
They always have since the very start,
In my life they will always be a part.
But with new beginnings arriving, it’s time for a change,
Our final hugs we will exchange
To be thrown into this position, it feels so strange.
My sixty sisters have taken a chance,
From team to family we all have advanced,
If only through the power of dance.