Dance With Father Time
Father time brushes out the tangles
With a patient hand
Father time searches in the teardrops
For the grain of sand
And it passes all too soon
As their dreams outgrow those old bedrooms
Come, child of mine,
Dance with father time
Father time hushes down the voices
As the evening falls
Father time pauses for the laughter
From the upstairs hall
And it passes all too soon
As their dreams outgrow those old bedrooms
Come, child of mine,
Dance with father time
Come away, away
Come away, away
Step lightly down the line
Come along, along
Come along, along
And dance with father time
Father time paces at the boundaries
Of the world they’ve known
Father time fumbles with the latchkey
As they find their own
And it passes all too soon
As their dreams outgrow those old bedrooms
Come, child of mine,
Dance with father time
Come away, away
Come away, away
Step lightly down the line
Come along, along
Come along, along
And dance with father time
Written by Craig Bickhardt
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