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She Wasn’t Dancing for the Boys
By Richard P. Myers
Copyright 2003

(Verse one)
First she was born, and the wind came to her room.
It gently rocked the cradle, and she smiled.
And later, she and the wind would go dancing in the tall grasses,
she in the cotton dresses of a child.

At night the stars looked like angels
come to read the dreams from her pillow.
So she thought maybe God was the man in the moon,
and he’d seen her dancing down by the willows.

(Chorus)
But when she looks back on it now,
she wasn’t dancing for the boys.
When she looks back on it now,
she wasn’t dancing for the boys.

(Verse two)
Her summer dress was lace and camisole.
Winds caressed the sweat from her face.
And all the stars, they swirled and posed like suitors
wooing her from outer space.

And even the bands would stop playing
to hear her bare feet whisper across the dance floor.
All the boys thought she’d come to make a choice,
and soon he and she would waltz forever more.

(Chorus)
But when she looks back on it now,
she wasn’t dancing for the boys.
When she looks back on it now,
she wasn’t dancing for the boys.

(Bridge)
She wasn't dancing, wasn't dancing.
She wasn't dancing for the boys.
She wasn't dancing, wasn't dancing.
She wasn't dancing for the boys.

(Verse three)
Now the stars will follow her like children.
She smiles through the dark so they don’t feel alone.
And all the stages and the dancefloors and the photos
feel like someone else’s memories in her home.

All the men she love have died.
The sons she raised are mostly gone.
But in the morning she takes her brittle bones and the wind out
for a slow pas de deux across the lawn.

(Chorus)
Cause when she looks back on it now,
she wasn’t dancing for the boys.
When she looks back on it now,
she wasn’t dancing for the boys.

When she looks back on it now, she smiles.
She wasn’t dancing for the boys.




[This message has been edited by Kaley Willow (edited 06-07-2006).]