the last kiss I had, the last one I gave
the last song I heard, I sang,
I whispered
the last thing I had hoped for,
yearned and pleaded for
the last time I cried myself to sleep
the last dream I had,
one dream
the last miracle I witnessed
one day
may have the fortune to witness another
but now
I won't know
what there is for me
what there is to hear or see
I go to bed and dream of thee
I fall asleep
of my lasts I think
I hope in the morning,
I shall wake again and live
each day with integrity
with love and sincerity
as if it were my last
as if it were my last
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