malam ini ,sehabis dari kampus aku sedikit ngobrol-ngobrol sama teman ku ,cerita dari percintaan sampai akhirnya cerita lagu-lagu. Dia (Novita) sebutin satu judul lagu yang langsung buat flashback aku kebelakang
lihat perjuangan papa (i called him "dady" ,beneran loh :p ) yang gak pernah putus putus untuk perjuangin semua demi anak nya ,simple thing ,dari uang jajan ,belanja dikit-dikit ,sampe beli pulsa yang kalau kita sadarin itu gak jarang dipake atau bahkan gak pernah untuk telepon dia sekedar nanyain kabar ,sedangkan dia ??dia selalu kasih yang terbaik buat kita ..
aku sering liat ada sticker tulisannya i love mom ,atau yg berkaitan dengan ibu , tapi come on see your home !ada ayah disana ,ada pria matang yang pasti selalu buat dunia ini complete, kalau ayah km sudah gak ada (maaf) tapi aku tau pasti dia selalu ada di hati km kan ?? aku cinta mati sama keluarga ku ,cuma mau mereka sehat ,lihat aku sampai sukses .. kalau Tuhan punya blogroll ,tuhan harus baca posting ini ihihihihiihih
love my dad ,love your dad
(ayo nyanyi sama2)
hihiihih
Back when I was a child Before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high
And dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around till I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure
I was loved
If I could get another chance
Another walk, another dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
How I’d love, love, love to dance with my father again
Ooh, ooh
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way I would run from her to him
He’d make me laugh just to comfort me, yeah, yeah
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he
Would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance
One final step, one final dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
‘Cause I’d love, love, love to dance with my father
again
Sometimes I’d listen outside her door
And I’d hear her, mama cryin’ for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I’m prayin’ for much too much
But could You send back the only man she loved
I know You don’t do it usually
But Lord, she’s dyin’ to dance with my father again
