LAST SHOT by Tom Jensen
When I write for you it flows so pure
I’m sick of disease and I’ve found a cure
In this world of confusion I am uncertain of which way to turn
No matter what path is chosen the other will burn
I know what I have but what have I lost?
Sure, love has its prices and love has its cost
I live in the present but soon it could pass
But my feet maybe cut if I shatter the glass
I know what I have yet I dream of something more
When life has you down you have to settle the score
Whenever I see you my body it shakes
I promise I’ll do anything just tell me what it takes
Watching you sends shivers down my spine
As I think of what I have and
What could be…
What could be…
What could be…
Mine
Life is a game and you give it all you got
There’s one second left as I take the last shot