Wednesday, 10 October 2012

Dancing

I never picked a proper tune to dance to
And I never got in step with any soul

And in all those dancing years
I spent wishing I could hear

That melody which drove another's goal

I guess it's too late now to ever
Try to change things
As I'm nearing my own moment to depart

So I'll quietly spend the time
That's been allocated mine

Dancing to the music of my heart.



bobby stevenson 2012
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