The Last Dance
Listen to this song
The Chair
That wasn't my Chair after all!Our ole' Bar Room was crowded,
I can still smell the perfume.
Of all the gals that saw you,
As we walked into the room.
Every Blue-eyed Blonde was standin'
Hopin' you'd ask them to dance.
Ya held my hand onto the dance floor,
Thought- Not one could clear our fence.
A slow song pulled us closer,
than we'd ever been before.
Then the chilled night air released you,
As "she" walked through the door.
I knew our dance was over,
Since she had caught your eye.
The beauty of her body,
Let our Love slip by.
You said our Bond was special,
and it would never change.
But just the way she held you,
My Love was out of Range.
You left that night without me,
Not one Good-bye was said.
I really got'ta thinkin'
I might as well be dead.
I shouldn't feel that bad,
Cuz I gave you all I got,
You'll probably wait and ask me
If we have one more shot.
But now our trail has ended,
A Love you always knew-
The One "she'll" never give is-
My Real True Love for You!
Poem AND Page By ..ŠOld Ghosts Home..1997-2008
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