The Last Song

I can't call you

My phone will be relieved

You can't call me

'Cause someone else will feel deceived

I don't understand this

How did you get hold of me?

You've got me questioning my fidelity

I'll send a package in the post

I've got love to send

Should I want you the most?

It feels like I have no defense

The tree in my garden is blossoming still

It's late this year

It's just like me, it's wavering

Going through the motions

I want to be at home

It's an effort to get on this plane at all

It was love for sure

Every cliché in the book

I loved you more and more

With every desperate look

Don't thank me for breakfast

With your naked skin

Don't lie, don't pretend

You feel anything

My heart is no longer a friend of mine

It wants to betray me most of the time

I love you my darling

I love you my friend

I love you my darling

But it feels like this is the end