Last Dance
the worries and doubts of yesterday
forgetting life beyond the floor
of the ballroom and begging for more
music to move us around
hearing the rhythm, feeling the sound
we twirled and spun
not remembering if we ever had that much fun
closing our eyes for just a while
and dancing like it was going out of style
the tapping of shoes on slick wooden floors
music seeping through windows, and cracks in the doors
knowing tomorrow would hold us too tight
for us to ever let go and dance again like that night
so we soaked it in
the innocence of ending a spin
the rhythmic feeling of hands in hands
brothers and sisters, friends
wishing life were as simple as a twirl
mutual fun between a boy and a girl
why did we have to grow up so fast?
why couldn’t we let nights like those last?
so fresh and so free
wanting nothing but just to be
how we were before time could take us away
the music played
and we danced because we knew if we tried
we could escape from the world for just one night
one more time around the floor
danced like we never did before
our eyes fixed on Him and my hands in your own
knowing one day we’ll dance Home.
[.mandi.elliott.]