That's What the Waltz Is For - Bob Franke

    I know you're confused
    I can see in your eyes
    You're helpless yourself
    As you tell me half-lies
    If we lived in childhood
    We might run away
    But children don't feel this way

    Don't run away, dear
    Don't hide what you feel
    Hold me a few measures more
    We dance but a moment
    But the moment is real
    That's what the waltz is for

    The danger and the promise
    Rush on through the night
    And living in fantasy
    Doesn't seem right
    Our settled lives call us
    To go separate ways
    But for now how the music plays

    [Repeat Chorus]

    by Bob Franke © 1982 Telephone Pole Music


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