Gordon Lightfoot - The Last Time I Saw Her

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 the days!

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 years,

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.

• Artist:Gordon Lightfoot
• Album: She Mention My Name (1968)