Shownotes
Hope is Dancing
James Roethlein
Lying alone each night, empty arms aching,
all the while
hope is dancing
hope is dancing
hope is dancing
in my dreams
when I’m awake I would seek to see
the sunshine in your face
the heavens in your eyes
and to hear the melodic honey of your lips
that would turn my lemonade soul sweet.
And I would hope
And I would hope
And I would hope
you’d dance duet with me
all the years we have left.
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