Spinning and Spinning, Round and round,
Moving with the beat.
And like a river keeps on flowing,
We keep carving the way.

A box or two step
It doesn't matter.
You spin me like a princess,
And the kitchen is center stage.

A song entwined; a personal song.
Through past and future, moving with time.
The world is small, not looking past today,
The time is now. No time to worry,

For the beat is life,
And life goes on.
There is no do-over.
We grow old, the dancing slows,
And the young are now the teachers.

Feet on mine,
I spin around, listening to my song,
I show him the world,
A world unknown.
Teaching him the beat of life.
The beat of time,
A universal language.