Willie Nile The Last Time We Made Love
The last time we made love
The rain did somersaults on windowsills made of
Ancient blocks of stone
Leaf ceilings high above
The last time we made love
The sun was hanging low
A yellow ball of fire
It looked at us, I know
Our hearts were dancing on a tightrope in the glow
The last time we made love
On linen made of pink
Your curls fell softly down your shoulder blade, I think
We were two lovers standing too close to the brink
The last time we made love
We could hear the steam pipes wheeze
When love brought us down to our knees
Your lips were touching mine
The fall was coming on
We kissed and took our time
Our tongues were trading tender riddles with the wine
The last time we made love
If tenderness can kill
Then sign me up, another
Fool upon a hill
For just one moment
For the feeling and the thrill
The last time we made love
Like planets passing by
My ocean trembles every single time you sigh
Our bodies moving with no reason to ask why
The last time we made love
Love on fire beside the hill
A fire that burns inside me still
So wherever you may be
In case you wonder or you ever think of me
Just remember that we shared the mystery
The last time we made love
