All, I wanted..
was for someone to take a chance on me.
All I needed, was for, someone, to make it for me.
To hold me in their arms.
To show me they cared.
To say I'm worth it, to say they'll be there.
And so he took my hand and asked
'May I have this dance?'
And we danced and we danced and we danced.
Now I'm flying high above many,
Just like before,
but I'm ready to nose-dive
To crash, to fall.
I expect the worst,
Prepared for my heart to sink as fast as it soared.
But he took my hand, and asked once again.
'May I have this dance, again?"
He winked and I smiled, and danced, and danced, and danced again.
I still wait for the crash,
to fall flat on my face.
but it hasn't come,
he's kept me high, at a decent pace.
He spread his wings, and I spread mine.
He reached for my hand and asked
"May I have this dance?"
I smiled, and reached, and together we danced
Upon the clouds, still afraid to face to the ground.
Monday, April 14, 2008
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