OUR LAST NIGHT

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    OUR LAST NIGHT

    OUR LAST NIGHT
    First verse)As I look into your cold deep eyes.
    We walk into the chapel together
    As chills fill the air in the moon light.
    We say with our last clutching breath
    Holding each other tight.
    Chorus)Now is the day I made you mine.
    Now is the time we say good night.
    Don't say you love me or We'll fall out of sight.
    Pull the plug. This time we mean it.We die tonight.
    Second verse)You drunk the bottle of the wine and then
    held my hand like you did the last time.
    Remember back when we were younger yens.
    You used to have so much fun back when .
    But your eyes are blood now.Red as fire .
    And just when we thought we couldn't get higher.
    If you say you really love me.How I much I would cry.
    Cuz we know tonight would be the last night.As we say : back to chorus)
    You wrote your letter? Well so did I!
    Still can't belive we were thinking just alike.When our parents find they'll be mad.
    They just didn't have what we had.But I didn't expect a love like this.
    Take your gun out and give me a kiss.We waited till the preacher was over with what he said.
    And before I knew it there were blood comming from our heads.As we die we shudder saying
    Guess this will be our last night
    Your always in this heart of mine.
    Now that we're falling out of sight.
    I love you my angel.Good night
    Falling angels
    Sing thier sad melody
    Leaving all thier sorrows upond me
    If you want me to stay then I'll stay
    But if you want me to go then just say so
    you didn't love me and I should have seen
    That this gun was loaded and left for me.
    Will you heal this aching heart of mine
    The shadow that you left me behind
    Falling angels
    Sing thier sad melody
    Leaving all thier sorrows upond me
    If you want me to stay then I'll stay
    But if you want me to go then just say so

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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