THE LAST TIME
I GET THIS FEELING INSIDE
WHEN I LOOK INTO YOUR BLUE EYES
IT’S A FEELING SO STRONG
JUST LIKE A SUMMER STORM
THAT COMES WITHOUT WARNING
WE SPEND OUR TIME EACH DAY
TANGLED UP IN LITTLE GAMES
MEANWHILE
THE WHEEL
TURNS ROUND AND ROUND
THIS COULD BE THE LAST TIME
WE PASS THIS WAY
THIS COULD BE THE LAST TIME
WE HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY
THIS COULD BE THE LAST TIME
WE GET THROUGH THE PAIN
THIS COULD BE THE LAST TIME
WE HAVE SOMETHING TO GAIN
THE LAST TIME
I CAN’T HELP WONDERING WHY
STANDING UNDER A TWILIGHT NIGHT SKY
AS BLUE TURNS TO GREY
IF I TURN TO YOU
WILL YOU TURN AWAY
THIS COULD BE THE LAST TIME
WE PASS THIS WAY
THIS COULD BE THE LAST TIME
WE HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY
THIS COULD BE THE LAST TIME
WE GET THROUGH THE PAIN
THIS COULD BE THE LAST TIME
WE HAVE SOMETHING TO GAIN
THE LAST TIME
©2016 JEFITZGERALD ~ MUZZY LAKE MUSIC/ASCAP
~ALL RIGHTS RESERVED~
Wonderful poem/song Ed.