write me your last love song as i gaze into your eyes
let the melody be slow and flowing, as you sing to me goodbye
the way you hold me, your touch are like notes in a desending scale
and i know ther will be no coda.
perhaps you are bored of this oldie but goodie
for the rhythm of life is always changing
and the need to keep the beat helps you stay young
but just remember if you ever see me again
that i am a classic.