The notes start to ring
And my body starts to sway.
I can't keep doing this
For another day.
I sit back and watch
The music rings through me.
I long to be in motion
I'm as restless as the sea.
My feet are held captive,
And it's trapping my soul.
I start to go insane,
I'm losing my control.
I'm feeling so trapped,
These feet were made for dancing.
Made for moving and spinning;
For walking, running, prancing.
I long for the day
This crutch will be gone.
When I can walk on my own,
And not feel so withdrawn.
In the meantime I wait
And try to let my spirit take wing,
I feel the music ring through me,
And instead of dancing ... I sing.