I may not be the first kiss
That gave you butterflies
Or the first five hour phone call
That kept you up all night
I may not be the first last name
That you scribbled next to yours
But from now 'til forever
For worse or for better
There's one thing I know for sure
I'll be the last goodbye tears you'll cry
Last lonely Friday night
Last arms that pull you in close
Last dream you chase alone
The end of your broken road
Last place your heart calls a home
Who cares about history
That's all in the past
I knew the first time that I saw you
You'd be my last
Last love
I know I didn't give you the class ring
But I've got a golden band
That comes with a promise that never ends
Our story begins
When I slip it on your hand
And I'll be the last goodbye tears you'll cry
Last lonely Friday night
Last arms that pull you in close
Last dream you chase alone
The end of your broken road
Last place your heart calls a home
Who cares about history
That's all in the past
I knew the first time that I saw you
You'd be my last
Last
Love to have, love to hold
Love that lasts, even when we grow old
I'll be the last goodbye tears you'll cry
Last lonely Friday night
Last arms that pull you in close
Last dream you chase alone
The end of your broken road
Last place your heart calls a home
Who cares about history
That's all in the past
I knew the first time that I saw you
You'd be my last
Last
You'd be my last
Last love