Shall We Dance
You promised to always be there
Even if I was sick
Even after I died
You promised to always be there
Even in times like these
Even if I couldn’t put on my
dancin` shoes
Yet here I sit
Slippers in hand
Unable to move
My eyes fixed
Never in motion
You promised to always be there
Even if I didn’t smile back
Even if I couldn’t say I Love
You
You promised to always be there
But you lied
Straight to my face
Straight to my heart
And I’ll I’m left to do
Is sit here with my dancin`
shoes
~Angelle Cook
Shall We Dance
2000Ó Angelle Cook
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