A young girl dreamt of being a dancer
She is a wonderer of movement
A soloist of rhythm
A listener of tempo
She gracefully lands her toes
Swirls and twists to show
An expression of owe
For the gift from her soul
But there was a time she landed
A terrible fall she shouted
Her legs were shaking
Her feet was aching
She lost track of time
Every beat was denied
Tears were flowing in her eyes
She felt left, betrayed and lied
But she recalls her first few steps
To why she started to count from
5..6..7.. and 8
To up, down, leap and have faith
She stands up and tries
Wiped her tears and smile
Swings to the music and reach for the aisle
Bows down with shinning light
Applause is all she hears
Congratulatory cheers
She felt loved and peace
Whenever she moves her 2 left feet
Sep 19, 2019
Sep 19, 2019 at 2:39 PM UTC
A young girl dreamt of being a dancer
She is a wonderer of movement
A soloist of rhythm
A listener of tempo
She gracefully lands her toes
Swirls and twists to show
An expression of owe
For the gift from her soul
But there was a time she landed
A terrible fall she shouted
Her legs were shaking
Her feet was aching
She lost track of time
Every beat was denied
Tears were flowing in her eyes
She felt left, betrayed and lied
But she recalls her first few steps
To why she started to count from
5..6..7.. and 8
To up, down, leap and have faith
She stands up and tries
Wiped her tears and smile
Swings to the music and reach for the aisle
Bows down with shinning light
Applause is all she hears
Congratulatory cheers
She felt loved and peace
Whenever she moves her 2 left feet
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