| "The Pleasures That Last" | |
| THE PLEASURES THAT LAST A cold winters night, Flurries in the air. Under her porch light, You play with her hair. You look at those lips Youre longing to kiss; A childhood friendships Coming down to this. Budding love two lips Meet the same first kiss. You can measure your past By the pleasures that last Those feelings that dont fade. You must treasure your past And those pleasures that last Those memories youve made. The years seem to race; You find your soul mate. In springs warm embrace By that old fireplace. Youve found the woman You want for your wife; Youre sure shes the one Who should share your life. Though the last logs done, Theres still fire in your eyes. You can measure your past By the pleasures that last Those feelings that dont fade. You must treasure your past And those pleasures that last Those memories youve made. A hot summers day, Sunshine everywhere. Watch your children play; Laughter fills the air. Your sons first bike ride Without training wheels. Daughters a make-believe bride In her first high heels. Almost makes you cry Thats how good it feels. You can measure your past By the pleasures that last Those feelings that dont fade. You must treasure your past And those pleasures that last Those memories youve made. The autumn leaves are falling now, Your grandchildren are calling now; You revel in these golden years. As they pass by - those golden years. A cold winters night, Flurries in the air. Through the dying light, You see your wifes white hair. You look at those lips You still long to kiss; A lifelong friendships Coming down to this. Fading love two lips Meet the same last kiss. You can measure your past By the pleasures that last Those feelings that dont fade. You must treasure your past And those pleasures that last Those memories youve made. Copyright 2006 Lex Zaleta | |