Meeting in the club
I see you looking at me
In the mirror
I smile, you smile
Eyes locked, I break away
I want to impress you
I take you by the hand
We dance
Your impressed
We had fun
Looking back on the night
A great sadness falls over me
Like all the others
You know not a thing about me
You’re not impressed by who I am
You only know the dancer
The dancer is who makes you smile
Is that all I’ll ever be
The Dancer
The only thing women want of me
Are my steps
Where will my Heart be enough
Dare I hope
Or Dream
Of you being different
From all that I’ve ever known
On that damn dance floor
I want you to know
There’s more to me than just the Dancer
Love
Faith
Hope
Romance
And Honor
With a lot of tears, hurt and pain in between
-Fin-
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