Luther Vandross, the famous black R&B master. composed "Dance With My Father" in his 50s as a tribute to his father. This song is Luther Vandross's own true story, a 7-year-old child's memory, a little bit of sadness is more of those distant and warm details and emotions in the song poured his own deep nostalgia for his father, light piano accompaniment, and his sad singing, in love revealed more is sad. The song won the 46th Grammy Award for Best Song of the Year.
Lyrics
Back when I was a child,
Childhood,
Before life removed all the innocence,
Innocence.
My father would lift me high,
And dance with my mother and me,
And dance with my mother and me.
And then... Then,
Spin me around til' I fell asleep,
Hold me in circles until I fell asleep.
Then up the stairs he would carry me,
Father would carry me up the stairs.
And I knew for sure I was loved
I knew my father loved me y.
If I could get another chance,
If I had another chance,
Another walk, another dance with him,
Another walk with my father, another dance with my father***,
I'd play a song that would never ever end
I'd play a song that would never end.
How I'd love love love...
How I'd love
To dance with my father again.
Dance with my father again.
When I and my mother would disagree,
When I didn't want to listen to my mother,
To get my way I would run from her to him.
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me,
He would find a way to make me laugh and comfort me.
Then finally make me do just what my momma said.
But finally make me do what my mother said.
Later that night when I was asleep,
that night when I was asleep,
He left a dollar under my sheet.
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me.
Never thought my father would leave me.
If I could steal one final glance,
If I could look at my father one more time,
One final step,
One more dance step,
One final dance with him,
One more final dance with my father. One final dance with him,
One final dance with his father.
I'd play a song that would never ever end
I'd play a song that would never end.
Cause I'd love love love...
Cause how I'd love
To dance with my father again.
Dance with my father again.
Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
Sometimes I'd be outside my mother's door,
And I'd hear how my momma cried for him
hearing her cries as she missed her father.
I pray for her even more than me...
I pray for her even more than me .....
I pray for my mother...
I know I'm praying for much too much,
I know I'm asking a little too much,
But could you send back, The only man she loved.
But could you send back, The only man she loved?
I know you don't do it usually,
But dear Lord she's dying,
But my Lord,
To dance with my father again.
How she wanted to **** dance with her father again!
Every night I fall asleep
Every night after falling asleep,
And this is all I ever dream...
The same dream over and over again...