Larry Norman She's A Dancer
she's a dancer in the garden and she dances with the
flowers
in the early morning hours when the wind shifts and the
fog drifts
she's a dancer
she's a dancer and she knows it everywhere she goes she
shows it
condescending not pretending no regretting nor forgetting
she's a dancer
and on my early morning walks i often find her
i sit pretending that i'm looking at the paper
and when people stop to watch her
she pretends she doesn't see them
doesn't need them and where she goes
there the wind blows though it's only with the flowers
that she dances
and on my early morning walks i often find her
i sit pretending that i'm looking at the paper
