Another Chance To Dance

I have seen that house a hundred times, The one upon which the old vine climbs. So poignant and so melancholy, That place had once been the omphali. Now it was abandoned, dark, and drear And seeing it made me shed a tear. I always wondered what sort of joy, And happiness the house did enjoy. Was there pain and hurt and deep sorrow? Why did it not get a tomorrow? Maybe it just needs another chance To give it ability to dance. We were the center of our fam’lies’ And were living out our fantasies. What happened to us I do not know. It has been years since I watched you go. Perhaps we just need another chance To give us ability to dance.