Waltz For Debby is about a different kind of anguish in love—watching your little girl—that perfect, pure little munchkin of joy, who fills your squeezing heart with the deepest and most unconditional love—watching her grow, and then watching her grow up and leave you. And she does completely leave you. It´s essential, it´s wonderful, and it´s eternally excruciating—like being skewered on your own loving-kindness. But I guess that´s what all love is.