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One Last Time
My heart is with you,
My soul is in your hands
It’s a long, long journey across
Distant desert sands
But when I hold you in my mind,
You look straight, staring in my eyes
There’s a reason I’m here with you, just this
One last time
Chorus:
We hold, we speak,
We walk the night along
We dress in all our fancy clothes,
A harmony in our sweet song
We drink, we laugh,
We feel the rhythm of
The bass drum band
Feel the gentle breeze
Moving through our hair
Open the window,
Let in the city air
When I hold your hand in mine,
There is no reason for telling time
It’s a gift that I’m here with you, just this
One last time
(Chorus)
It’s only fourteen hours till we
Leave with parting wave
It’s been the most amazing thing just
Living through this day
And when we go we’ll see the horizon set
We’ll let our fingers slide
I’m so lucky to be with you just this
One last time
We hold, we speak,
We walk the night along
We dress in all our fancy clothes,
A harmony in our sweet song
We drink, we laugh,
We feel the rhythm of--
We feel the rhythm of--
We feel the rhythm of...
The bass drum band
My soul is in your hands
It’s a long, long journey across
Distant desert sands
But when I hold you in my mind,
You look straight, staring in my eyes
There’s a reason I’m here with you, just this
One last time
Chorus:
We hold, we speak,
We walk the night along
We dress in all our fancy clothes,
A harmony in our sweet song
We drink, we laugh,
We feel the rhythm of
The bass drum band
Feel the gentle breeze
Moving through our hair
Open the window,
Let in the city air
When I hold your hand in mine,
There is no reason for telling time
It’s a gift that I’m here with you, just this
One last time
(Chorus)
It’s only fourteen hours till we
Leave with parting wave
It’s been the most amazing thing just
Living through this day
And when we go we’ll see the horizon set
We’ll let our fingers slide
I’m so lucky to be with you just this
One last time
We hold, we speak,
We walk the night along
We dress in all our fancy clothes,
A harmony in our sweet song
We drink, we laugh,
We feel the rhythm of--
We feel the rhythm of--
We feel the rhythm of...
The bass drum band
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