I never thought that time would pass so soon. I never dreamed that I could grow so old.
I never thought—for I was such an awkward, dreaming child.
So who is that I see within the mirror, the stranger who is staring back at me,
And how could all the things that I had planned yet not be done?
Yet I will not despair, and I will celebrate the gift of life that was given me.
So I will dance for you and hope you’ll dance along until my dancing days are done.
I will not be held captive by despair. I will not listen to the voice of fear.
I’ll look to find the beauty hiding in each gloomy day.
Though others say that I am so naïve and that I’m acting oh, so foolishly,
I will not let my heart be swayed by what another thinks.
Yes, I will not give up, and I will hold onto this joy that comes from the heart of God.
And I will celebrate with every step I take until my dancing days are done.
So as I’m walking on this downward slope from which I know I never shall return,
I never will complain for there is much yet I can do.
And if I fall, I’ll struggle right back up. I’ll hobble on, or crawl if crawl I must,
And I will sing for joy that I can still keep crawling on.
So I will sing my song and I hope you’ll sing along in beautiful, sweet harmony.
Yes, I will dance with you a joyous pas de deux until my dancing days are done.