~Dance with my father~ by Luther Vandross
Back when I was a child
Before I've removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high
And dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me all 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
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