Dance with my Father

the music plays

im in my dress

i look around

i see them dance

but im alone

there in my dress

no one to hold

no one to dance

im 15 now

the music plays

i look around

we start to dance

my mother comes

she cries a tear

but you're not there

with me to dance

the years have passed

the music plays

my dress is torn

you're far away

i see them dance

but im alone

cuz you're not here

for me to hold

i really hate father/daughter dances because of this. lol ha ha but yea...i had to let this out and after 11 years of not havin him around, it still hurts...=]