Stephen Murray

I know we're old now and our bodies don't work as they should.
But if I could dance with you once more I surely would.

To dance as we did without a care.
We'd dance all night with energy to spare.

From a tango to a salsa, it was good to be alive.
From a lambada to a merengue, a swing and a jive.

We'd dance till our feet fell off, our arms limp at our side.
We didn't care, we took it all in our stride.

To dance with you again would be so immense.
But we're too old now and it isn't good sense.

Please do not weep, for we must depart.
I'll always be there, there in your heart.
A little tiny piece, a tiny little part
Of the friendship and love we did impart.
When you're sitting silent,
I'll suddenly be there,
Right beside you in that chair,
Bringing you thoughts and memories of times gone by,
Where we did laugh and we did cry.
Please remember me with happiness,
And please do not distress,
For I've not gone, I'm just unseen,
And your sadness will only demean
The memory of all we've had,
So please, please don't be sad.