• As I walk on the sea shore,
    I wait for someone to come along.
    Many have come along,
    and have taken my hand.
    Then when I ask to dance,
    they say they don't know how and they walk off.
    I walked for many miles,
    and nobody would dance.
    Then you came along taking my hand,
    and once again I asked to dance.
    You said you didn't know how and I started to leave,
    but then you grabed my hand ans said "i'll learn".
    We danced and danced,
    and even made our own dance.
    Then when I looked at the sand,
    all the other footprints but yours and mine were gone.