What if this were the last time
I held your face?
What if this were the last time
I said goodbye?
If I never saw you again
Taken away
Leave me asking why?
What if this were the last sunset?
Would I enjoy it more?
A final longing look at
A scorched and flaming sky
One last visual metaphor
Savor the moment
In case it's the last
Live in the now
Don't just rush past
Don't wait too late to celebrate
This moment
If this were my last traffic jam
Would I really mind it quite as much?
Or would I sit back and enjoy the radio
Try not to ride the clutch?
Would I stop to smell the roses
Stop and read the spam
Listen to that telemarketer
Or frothing anchorman?
Or would I just hold you tight
And never let you go
Look into your eyes
Ask time to slow