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The Last Time I Saw Her - Gordon Lightfoot
Written by：Gordon Lightfoot
The last time I saw her face her eyes were bathed in starlight
And her hair hung long
The last time she spoke to me her lips were like the scented flowers
Inside a rain drenched forest
But that was so long ago
That I can scarcely feel the way I felt before
And if time could heal the wounds
I would tear the threads away that I might bleed some more
The last time I walked with her
Her laughter was the steeple bells
That ring to greet the morning sun
A voice that called to everyone
To love the ground we walked upon
Those were good day
The last time I held her hand her touch was autumn spring
And summer and winter too
The last time I let go of her she walked away into the night
I lost her in the misty streets a thousand months a thousand miles
When other lips will kiss her eyes
A million miles beyond the moon that's where she is
But that was so long ago that
I can scarcely feel the way I felt before
And if time could heal the wounds
I would tear the threads away that I might bleed some more
The last time I saw her face her eyes were bathed in starlight
And she walked alone
The last time she kissed my cheek
Her lips were like the wilted leaves
Upon the autumn covered hills
Resting on the frozen ground
The seeds of love lie cold and still
Beneath a battered marking stone
It lies forgotten
