Lifes Dance
And Im moving on
Im moving on
Like wild geese in flight
And night fires in the sky
Dont ask me why
But its time to go
Lifes dance, its quick, quick slow
And Im holding on
And Im holding on
The last swallows blue sky
Morning sun against the moons last sigh
Its time to fly
I must let go
Lifes dance, its quick, quick slow
And Im saying goodbye
And Im saying goodbye
The grey herons wild river cry
The sound of truth coming through the lie
The summers gone
An empty song
Lifes dance, its quick, quick slow
The summers gone
but the dance goes on
Oh lifes dance, its quick, quick slow.
©Andrew Lobb, October, 2001
lovely song great words and great images
bobbness 3 years ago
Beautiful - thank you!!
UTD111 3 years ago
great thanks for sharing mate
MarocMoro007 3 years ago