THE LAST TIME

I don't know when the last time will arrive
That the sound of your name will make my senses come alive

And I surely don't know when the last time will come
When you say that I'm clever when I often feel dumb

Don't know the last time I'll hear your sweet laughter
Sounding like rain falling until the morning after

And speaking of rain, as drops pelt the ground
Is when I will truly miss having you around

As much as I hate it, there will be the last time
That I hear your passionnate words set so perfectly to rhyme

I really don't know which one I'll miss more
The last time you walk into or walk out of my door

I'll miss looking across the room and catching your glance
I'll miss the last time that I see you dance

Graceful as a swan...beautiful as a dove
I'll miss the last time that we make love

The last time I'll caress the curve of your hips
The last time I feel the warmth of your lips

The last time I hear you say hello and hear your last goodbye
When will the last time be that I see you cry

There will be a last time - don't know how or when
That I won't be able to experience you again

There will be a last time - don't know when or how
But until that last time comes, I choose to love you now