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
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