Why do we dance?

Why do we leap up in the air and soar,

Ever so determined not to fall.

Move our bodies to the beat of a song,

Running, jumping, leaping through it all.

Gliding through the floor, instantly forgetting all that is wrong.

Your feet guide you.

They rise and fall, tap and hold,

Even support your body as you stand on your toes.

Your arms glide.

They swoop and wave, and hold in place.

And as they guide and glide, you forget all your woes.

And when you trip, slip, or fall,

You'll always know to stand up.

To keep dancing,

To keep moving,

And to keep trying

Until you're the one, performing on the stage.

But until then, you just have to keep

Dancing the days away.