Song | Our Last Night |
Artist | Better Than Ezra |
Album | Before The Robots |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
We were standin' in an empty room | |
The moonlight was falling | |
You were holding my hand | |
When the car pulled up for you | |
And I could have spent a life with you | |
But those days were over | |
You were calling my name | |
When your face faded from view | |
And wasn't it you who told me? | |
The sun would always chase the day | |
And wasn't it you who told me? | |
Angels fly in the air tonight, saying | |
‽Wasn't it just like swimming out on the lake?†| |
And stars collide and the air's alive | |
Or was it just like those promises that you made | |
On our last night? | |
I remember waking up with you | |
The days doing nothing | |
You meant more to me | |
Then than I think you ever knew | |
But you were gonna be a doctor, movie star | |
A poet at a Nobel seminar | |
I hope the world never tore that out of you | |
'Cause wasn't it you who told me? | |
The sun would always chase the day | |
Yeah, wasn't it you who told me? | |
Angels fly in the air tonight, saying | |
‽Wasn't it just like swimming out on the lake?†| |
And stars collide and the air's alive | |
Or was it just like those promises that you made | |
And what ever happened to the things you loved | |
And the songs we played, and the Indian days | |
Whatever happened to the things you gave away? | |
Like Harold and Maude singin' | |
Like Harold and Maude singin' | |
I was waving as you drove away | |
The sunlight was falling | |
You were writing backwards | |
In a dusty window pane | |
Angels fly in the air tonight, saying | |
‽Wasn't it just like swimming out on the lake?†| |
And stars collide and the air's alive | |
Or was it just like those promises that you made | |
On our last night? On our last night | |
On our last night, on our last, on our last |
We were standin' in an empty room | |
The moonlight was falling | |
You were holding my hand | |
When the car pulled up for you | |
And I could have spent a life with you | |
But those days were over | |
You were calling my name | |
When your face faded from view | |
And wasn' t it you who told me? | |
The sun would always chase the day | |
And wasn' t it you who told me? | |
Angels fly in the air tonight, saying | |
Wasn' t it just like swimming out on the lake? | |
And stars collide and the air' s alive | |
Or was it just like those promises that you made | |
On our last night? | |
I remember waking up with you | |
The days doing nothing | |
You meant more to me | |
Then than I think you ever knew | |
But you were gonna be a doctor, movie star | |
A poet at a Nobel seminar | |
I hope the world never tore that out of you | |
' Cause wasn' t it you who told me? | |
The sun would always chase the day | |
Yeah, wasn' t it you who told me? | |
Angels fly in the air tonight, saying | |
Wasn' t it just like swimming out on the lake? | |
And stars collide and the air' s alive | |
Or was it just like those promises that you made | |
And what ever happened to the things you loved | |
And the songs we played, and the Indian days | |
Whatever happened to the things you gave away? | |
Like Harold and Maude singin' | |
Like Harold and Maude singin' | |
I was waving as you drove away | |
The sunlight was falling | |
You were writing backwards | |
In a dusty window pane | |
Angels fly in the air tonight, saying | |
Wasn' t it just like swimming out on the lake? | |
And stars collide and the air' s alive | |
Or was it just like those promises that you made | |
On our last night? On our last night | |
On our last night, on our last, on our last |
We were standin' in an empty room | |
The moonlight was falling | |
You were holding my hand | |
When the car pulled up for you | |
And I could have spent a life with you | |
But those days were over | |
You were calling my name | |
When your face faded from view | |
And wasn' t it you who told me? | |
The sun would always chase the day | |
And wasn' t it you who told me? | |
Angels fly in the air tonight, saying | |
Wasn' t it just like swimming out on the lake? | |
And stars collide and the air' s alive | |
Or was it just like those promises that you made | |
On our last night? | |
I remember waking up with you | |
The days doing nothing | |
You meant more to me | |
Then than I think you ever knew | |
But you were gonna be a doctor, movie star | |
A poet at a Nobel seminar | |
I hope the world never tore that out of you | |
' Cause wasn' t it you who told me? | |
The sun would always chase the day | |
Yeah, wasn' t it you who told me? | |
Angels fly in the air tonight, saying | |
Wasn' t it just like swimming out on the lake? | |
And stars collide and the air' s alive | |
Or was it just like those promises that you made | |
And what ever happened to the things you loved | |
And the songs we played, and the Indian days | |
Whatever happened to the things you gave away? | |
Like Harold and Maude singin' | |
Like Harold and Maude singin' | |
I was waving as you drove away | |
The sunlight was falling | |
You were writing backwards | |
In a dusty window pane | |
Angels fly in the air tonight, saying | |
Wasn' t it just like swimming out on the lake? | |
And stars collide and the air' s alive | |
Or was it just like those promises that you made | |
On our last night? On our last night | |
On our last night, on our last, on our last |