Last of Her Kind
It's been seventeen days since you left
Twenty hours and thirty minutes
Count the seconds every breath
And watch the road roll out like ribbon
And maybe she just can't forget
All the miles they have driven
Since the moment that they met
He took her heart
Into his hands
Turned into ashes
Slipped through his fingers
It tore him apart
And he couldn't stand
Watching the magic
Turn into cinders
So when you pull away
Don't let the memories blind you
All of the things you chase
Falling away behind you
Is something you can't replace
Chained to the love that bonds you
Don't let the past remind you
She's the last of her kind
The last of her kind
The last of her kind
It's been twenty-three days since they spoke
And he almost sent a postcard
In every sentence that he wrote
Etched like tombstones on a grave yard
And maybe he just can accept
All the strings that needed changing
The mistakes that he was making
He took her heart (he took her heart)
Into his hands (into his hands)
Turned into ashes
Slipped through his fingers
It tore him apart (tore him apart)
And he couldn't stand (he couldn't stand)
Watching the magic
Turn into cinders
So when you pull away
Don't let the memories blind you
All of the things you chase
Falling away behind you
Is something you can't replace
Chained to the love that bonds you
Don't let the past remind you
She's the last of her kind
The last of her kind
He took her heart
Into his hands
Turned into ashes
Slipped through his fingers
It tore him apart
But he couldn't stand
Watching the magic
Turn into cinders
So when you pull away
Don't let the memories blind you
All of the things you chase
Falling away behind you
Is something you can't replace
Chained to the love that bonds you
Don't let the past remind you
She's the last of her kind
The last of her kind
The last of her kind
Twenty hours and thirty minutes
Count the seconds every breath
And watch the road roll out like ribbon
And maybe she just can't forget
All the miles they have driven
Since the moment that they met
He took her heart
Into his hands
Turned into ashes
Slipped through his fingers
It tore him apart
And he couldn't stand
Watching the magic
Turn into cinders
So when you pull away
Don't let the memories blind you
All of the things you chase
Falling away behind you
Is something you can't replace
Chained to the love that bonds you
Don't let the past remind you
She's the last of her kind
The last of her kind
The last of her kind
It's been twenty-three days since they spoke
And he almost sent a postcard
In every sentence that he wrote
Etched like tombstones on a grave yard
And maybe he just can accept
All the strings that needed changing
The mistakes that he was making
He took her heart (he took her heart)
Into his hands (into his hands)
Turned into ashes
Slipped through his fingers
It tore him apart (tore him apart)
And he couldn't stand (he couldn't stand)
Watching the magic
Turn into cinders
So when you pull away
Don't let the memories blind you
All of the things you chase
Falling away behind you
Is something you can't replace
Chained to the love that bonds you
Don't let the past remind you
She's the last of her kind
The last of her kind
He took her heart
Into his hands
Turned into ashes
Slipped through his fingers
It tore him apart
But he couldn't stand
Watching the magic
Turn into cinders
So when you pull away
Don't let the memories blind you
All of the things you chase
Falling away behind you
Is something you can't replace
Chained to the love that bonds you
Don't let the past remind you
She's the last of her kind
The last of her kind
The last of her kind
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Writer(s): Michael Fitzgerald
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