Your Last Song
Here I am
Writing my last song for you
Hear the words carefully
And you'll see it's you
I'm leaving
Don't want to be the one to tell you
That I can't stay another day
I'll throw the pages on the floor
I'm starting over like before
I'll change this stupid ending
And stay with you forever more
But when I'm lying next to you
It's hard to bargain with the truth
Cause when you know the love is gone
The time has come to write your last song
There you are
Smiling at me from the next room
Beautiful as the first day I met you
And I'm so sorry
I couldn't be the one to love you
The way that you deserve to be
I'll throw the pages on the floor
I'm starting over like before
I'll change this stupid ending
And stay with you forever more
But when I'm lying next to you
It's hard to bargain with the truth
Cause when you know the love is gone
The time has come to write your last song
It's hard to think of you and I
As total strangers
I've lived this last goodbye
A million times or more in my mind
My mind, my mind
Oh and I'm gonna miss you
But I can't go back
Even just to kiss you
Cause I can't exist
Just living a lie
Gotta lot of love to give
You know before I die
And as I watch you
Sing along
It's killing me to know
That it's your last song
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