The Last Blast

When I look into your eyes
At every one of our sweet goodbyes

I wonder if it will be the last 
If it will be the end of the blast

When you lay close to me 
And each time you kiss me

I wonder if it will be the last 
If it will be the end of the blast 

When you hold me
And touch my face softly

I wonder if it will be the last 
If it will be the end of the blast 

When you are sleping so quietly
And I am watching you so adoringly

I wonder if it will be the last 
If it will be the end of the blast
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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