My last trip

We chased the sunrise down that open road;

Your hand in mine, the whole world fell low;

Laughing through the window, smiles slipping by;

Every painted sky was a part of our life;

Now the suitcase waits by the hotel door;

And I can feel the moment asking for more;

I wish the night could learn to stay;

But even the sweetest rose must fade away;

This beautiful trip is coming to an end;

But I'll hold every second we spend;

In the quiet of your smile, in the light of your eyes;

In the way we turn the ordinary into lies;

If I could,

I'd pause the fading sunset glow;

Keep us here where the warm winds blow;

We danced in the rain like it was meant for us;

Shared little dreams over coffee and love;

Every hidden corner, every slow embrace;

Turned into a memory time can't erase;

Now the suitcase waits by the hotel door;

And I can feel the moment asking for more;

Wish the night could learn to stay;

But even the sweetest roads must fade away;

This beautiful trip is coming to an end;

But I'll hold every second we spend;

In the quiet of your smile;

In the light of your eyes;

In a way we turn the argument;

Into lies, if I could;

I'd pause the fading sunset glow;

Keep us still where the warm winds blow;

I′m sad to leave;

I won't pretend;

That I′m a perfect pole hazard;

I know, Beverly, the miles grow cold;

And the nights feel long;

I'll carry this love like a forever song;

This beautiful trip is coming to an end;

But I'll hold every second we spend;

And the quiet of your smile;

The light of your eyes;

The way we turn the earth;

Into light;

If I could;

I'd pause the fading sunset glow;

Sunset glow;

And keep us here, let the warm winds blow;

So let the engine hum, let the highways sing;

We made our little heaven in everything;

And dawn breaking as we go;

I'll cherish the memories we made to hold;