last horse

she's standing on the front porch

looking out the screen door

look at how her back is turned

its amazing how much a women can say

without saying as much as a word

there by the window there is a

honey moon picture of us dancing at the angel falls

but that ain't the way it is

and that ain't the way it is at all

i don't wanna be the last flame

burnin' a wildfire right before the rain comes down

i don't wanna be the last though

shining when the moon goes out

i don't wanna get stuck here

waiting on a train thats never comin' back around

i don't wanna be the last horse

left in this one horse town

i used to call her baby

we'd love like crazy

fell just like we had it all

now its hard to say

who's driftin' away

but the better part of us is lost

now when she cools off

and comes back inside

ill still try to make her smile

cuz i don't wanna give up

no i don't wanna give up

never planed on ending up here

holding on trying to keep her

is like watching roses disappear

she's standing on the front porch

outside the screen door

look at how her back is turned.