THE DANCE

THE DANCE

A love story 32 years in the making

(Verse 1)

We were young, barely steady, chasing dreams we couldn’t name,

Two wild hearts on a journey, learning love ain’t just a flame.

There were storms we never asked for, nights we almost walked away,

But somehow grace kept whisperin’, “Hold on… love knows the way.”

(Pre-Chorus)

And every time the world felt heavy, tried to pull our hands apart,

You’d look at me with that fire, and it’d reset my tired heart.

(Chorus)

So we dance…

Through the highs, through the heartbreaks, through the lessons and the rain.

We dance…

When we’re laughing like children, or working through the pain.

Thirty-two years of moments we could never rearrange—

And still, at the end of every day,

We choose the dance.

(Verse 2)

We built a life out of nothing, just belief and borrowed faith,

Raised our kids, fought our battles, found redemption in the grace.

You taught me love ain’t perfect—no, it’s choosing every day,

To stay when staying’s harder, to heal when hurt gets in the way.

(Pre-Chorus)

Yeah, we’ve broken down and risen, we’ve been humbled, we’ve been blessed,

But through every season changing, your love’s been my steady rest.

(Chorus)

So we dance…

Through the wins, through the losses, through the joy we can’t explain.

We dance…

Through the chapters where we stumbled, and the ones where love remained.

Thirty-two years of memories stitched together by God’s grace—

And still, at the end of every day,

We choose the dance.

(Bridge)

Maybe love’s not the fireworks—

Maybe love’s the holding tight,

When the world comes crashing in,

Yet we rise again each night.

Maybe love is just the promise

Made with every second chance—

That no matter where life takes us,

We’ll always end with one more dance.

(Final Chorus)

So we dance…

When the road gets uncertain, when our hearts bend but don’t break.

We dance…

When the years keep rolling on, and the steps begin to change.

Thirty-two years of loving you—my partner, my best friend—

And still, when the music starts to fade,

We choose the dance.

(Outro)

Yeah, after all the ups and downs…

We’re still choosing the dance.