Mia Dore (My Dancer)

I'll dance for you on the Creator's hand,
wait up till dawn to hear your voice,
As the Bride was given a pouch of sand,
My dance has given your life a new choice.

I'll dance for you and drive the shadows away,
wait up till morn to be with your heart,
As the sun shines through the clouds of grey,
My dance has given your life a new start.

I'll dance for you, your dancer I do be,
wait up till forever to touch your soul,
As the wind and waves belong to the sea,
My dance has for you made my life whole.

AEM - 1999

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