Last Time

Fiction, stories found in fables
Or leather-bound with labels on the spine
But listen, cause greater things are speaking
And your wild heart is beating into mine

But in a shower of sparks
Once before I found love
Then it found the door
Only whispers of your symphony

That stole my breath and bent my knee
And I think that this might be the last time
I think this might be the last time
I fall in love

Seasons, built you and I in pieces
We took steps but couldn’t see them make a line
And reasons feel like burdens when they’re distant
But hold you close as they make sense of all the time

And love is circumstance, skeptics say
No greater plans just a choice to make
But I was made for you
And you made for me

Anyone can tell because it’s plain to see
And I think that this might be the last time
I think this might be the last time
I fall in love

Oh, oh
That I fall in love
And all my life
I look for those eyes
And I try to imagine your face
And now I see you

Could it be true
That you’re gonna give me all of your days
I think this might be the last time
Oh I think this might be the last time
I fall in love