Song Length |
4:53 |
Genre |
Rock - Easy Listening, Pop - Alternative |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Poignant, Endearing |
Subject |
Attracted, Crush, Heartbreak |
Similar Artists |
Sheryl Crow |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
THE LAST SONG
This will have to be
The last song,
Although I know you?re wrapped around my finger--
I?m afraid the platinum?s an obvious replacement.
And what is meant to be
Is that you?ll always stay
In the attic of my mind,
With images- that never entered my basement.
Tell me, did you think that I would get away
From this place without kissing you?
Are you mad your hopes did not come true?
Well, all that I can say
Is ?thank you,?
?Cause I won?t say ?I?m sorry for moving on
And doing what is sensible.?
And I?m sincere when I say
?Thank you
For the attention that you gave me,? but I must move on:
Is it so incomprehensible?
Tell me, did you think that I would stay in this
Emotional arrangement,
And that I would ignore other engagements?
This will have to be the last song that I write
About the times you touched me, or lack thereof.
This will have to be the last dream that I fight:
How can we continue when it never turned to love?
If it?s any consolation,
You know that I felt something for you,
And I think I always will.
How we avoided complication,
And it relieves me just to know that when I leave
We?ll keep our distance further, still.
Tell me did you think that I would stay
Within these boundaries forever,
And that I would ignore all my endeavors?
This will have to be the last song that I write
About the times you touched me, or lack thereof.
This will have to be the last dream that I fight:
How can we continue when it never turned to love?
This will have to be
The last time,
That I don?t let you walk along my valleys:
I?m afraid this renders an obvious finale.
And what is meant to be
Is that you?ll always stay
In the attic of my mind,
Though making you climb, I was unkind.
Tell me, did you think that I just
Wouldn?t have the strength to end this cycle?
And that the days would always be recycled?
This will have to be the last song that I write
About the times you touched me, or lack thereof.
This will have to be the last dream that I fight:
How can we continue
when it never turned to love?
Knowing I?m within you,
Though it never turned to love.
And this?ll be The Last Song.