The Last Dance
The last dance might be your last chance
Over your shoulder you turn and you glance
They walk past still no one has asked
Feeling much older the evening has crashed
Don't surrender don't you cry
Another lonely night you've had enough
Another lonely night is one too much
Another lonely night might just give up
The last dance
The last dance you hide your empty hands
No one comes near you
The noise of the band
You can't talk so you get up and walk
All that you've been though
It's not like you thought
Writer/s: MICHAEL WILLIAM WILSON, JAMES DAVID MARTIN, THOMAS RICHARD MARTIN, NICHOLAS (PRS) WORKMAN
