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On the radio this morning as I was in my car and I was being driven off to school, I heard a song I haven't heard in a while. It's called "Dance With My Father". Whenever I hear this, I remember my Grandpa. I called him "Tatay" even though it means Dad in tagalog, but my grandparents from my dad's side wanted to sound younger. xd Well, anyways, I always think of him when I hear this song because they played it at his funeral....I was only eight years old and I remember everyone crying and especially my grandma from my dad's side crying uncontrollaby. It was so sad. cry
And today, I was texting my friend DJ and we started talking about our Grandparents and right away I remembered my Tatay.. cry and the thing I'm sad most of all is that I didn't get to know him as much I wanted to know about him. cry cry cry I know he was a great person because of all the people at the funeral, and how much everyone cried. I'm feeling selfish as I type this, and my eyes are watery...I don't mean to be selfish though....I know I'm sad, but I know he's in Heaven with God. Watching me right now. That makes me feel a little better.

Lyrics

Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around ‘til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
How I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He’d make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
‘Cause I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again
Sometimes I’d listen outside her door
And I’d hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I’m praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don’t do it usually
But dear Lord she’s dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream

Dance With My Father - Youtube