Last dance fragile rhythm

The hardwood floors are catching every shadow that we cast,

I'm counting every second 'cause I know this breath is last.

Your fingers on my shoulder like a ghost upon the rail,

I'm tryna keep it steady but the rhythm's getting frail.

We're moving in a circle but we're never moving forward,

Like a ship that's tryna dock but keeps on drifting toward the shore word.

Just a couple more steps 'fore the lights begin to flicker,

And the pulse inside my chest is only getting quicker.

So let the melody carry the weight of the night,

One final turn 'fore the morning is white.

Don't look at the exit, don't look at the door,

I just wanna feel you on this old wooden floor.

Yeah, we're dancing for the last time, baby, hold the line,

One more step in the space that was yours and mine.

(One more step in the space that was yours and mine.)

I memorized the way you held your hair just yesterday,

Now I'm tryna burn the image in my mind so it can stay.

Every spin is like a chapter closing in a dusty book,

I'm terrified to lose the magic hidden in your look.

The band is packing up, I hear the chairs are being stacked,

There's no more room for promises and no more turning back.

So I'll just keep you spinning in the center of the room,

Before the silence hits us like a thunderous boom.

So let the melody carry the weight of the night,

One final turn 'fore the morning is white.

Don't look at the exit, don't look at the door,

I just wanna feel you on this old wooden floor.

Yeah, we're dancing for the last time, baby, hold the line,

One more step in the space that was yours and mine.

(One more step in the space that was yours and mine.)

The song is over but the echo stays...

Lost in the static and the winter haze...

Just one more second, please don't let go...

One last dance.

(Yeah).

That's it.

Goodbye.