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Friday, January 28, 2005

kangen

"Dance With My Father"

- Luther Vandrous -

Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around ‘til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
How I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again

When I and my mother would disagree to get my way,
I would run from her to him
He’d make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end‘Cause I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again

Sometimes I’d listen outside her door
And I’d hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I’m praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don’t do it usually
But dear Lord she’s dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream

i miss u daddy


Posted by mutiara nauli pohan @ 5:46 AM 



8 Comments

  1. Blogger biruwarna posted at 3:22 PM  
    its a beautiful one to post, i like it ... hope its one of ur favourites, not in reality i guess ?? am i rite or wrong ?
  2. Blogger .:nien:. posted at 6:04 PM  
    aduh ... gak brani baca!!! Takut mleleh ni aer mata.
    Every now and then, masi suka nangis kalo keinget papie.
  3. Blogger poetrider posted at 7:00 PM  
    bagus banget kak
    tentu saja sesuai kriteria kakak harus berpikir mbacanya. Are u already missing her now sis?
    I am now
  4. Blogger mutiara nauli pohan posted at 7:58 AM  
    halo evry body ga kaya lagunya my daddy alhamdulillah still alive till today
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  8. Anonymous Anonymous posted at 8:26 AM  
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