You put me upon wings though I travel not far above the ground.
As far as I could possibly go, I choose not to leave the confines of this room.
The clutch of your every nervous finger, I, begging the touch, begging the touch to linger.
I feel your arms tense and tremor, I, more strong and sure through your nervous fervor.

Though you may not see, its clear to me,
To be able to bring you up on the wing
And to be ensconced in your confines here,
Floating my toes across the floor,
Are precious moments I hold dear.

In your eyes I find every reason to be,
The need, the Trust, and the worry.
I see belief that I will lead,
To be the one to guide you right of foot,
Every time you look at me.

And in those moments my surety thrives,
With confidence guiding my feet more each step
As I smile and dance this song with you again.