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Don't Stop Me From Dancing Delightfully Away from Your Sorrows of Yesterday

I am standing on the dance floor 
I don’t love you sincerely anymore
Change is a challenging chore
But, you and I will have faith, hope and cheer in store

I am walking on egg shells and ashes of back then in my lonesome shack
I don’t want you to puncture me like a needle in a haystack, in a haystack

Your sorrows of yesterday
Is a mere shadow that fades away…

My soul crashes upon the dance floor
You ricochet like a bullet to the core
You shot me down with frowns of negativity
Free me from your captivity, your cruelsome captivity 

I am laying down on heavy blankets of bewilderment
Benevolence on my side, abiding by your side as well
Change is a challenging chore of encouragement
Beyond our own, beyond our own, beyond our own heaven and hell

I am walking on egg shells and ashes of back then in my lonesome shack
I don’t want you to puncture me like a needle in a haystack, in a haystack

Don’t stop me from dancing delightfully
Don’t stop me from embracing glistening glee 

My soul crashes upon the dance floor
You ricochet like a bullet to the core
You shot me down with frowns of negativity
Free me from your captivity, your cruelsome captivity 

I am walking on egg shells and ashes of back then in my lonesome shack
I don’t want you to puncture me like a needle in a haystack, in a haystack

My soul crashes upon the dance floor
You ricochet like a bullet to the core
You shot me down with frowns of negativity
Free me from your captivity, your cruelsome captivity 

I don’t have room for your doomful, grief-stricken sorrow
I have so much space for His tranquility of true Tomorrow

Farewell, black rose as I seek my demise
I will rise, I will rise like sunset to sunrise
I am standing on the dance floor 
I don’t love you sincerely anymore

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