My father always promised us that we would live in France
We'd go boating on the Seine
and I would learn to dance
We lived in Ohio then
He worked in the mines
All his dreams, like boats
we knew We'd sail in time
My sister's all grew up and went away,
to Denver and Cheyenne
Marrying their grown up dreams, the lilacs and the man
I stayed behind, the youngest still only danced alone
Hoping
Hoping
that my father's dreams would someday take me home
I live in Paris now, my children dance and dream
Hearing the ways of a miner's life,
In words they never say
I sail my memories of home,
Like boats across the Seine
And watch my father's eyes
watching the setting sun
set in my father's eyes again