Rupert Holmes - The Last of the Romantics lyrics
[Rupert Holmes - The Last of the Romantics lyrics]
We're gonna built a home from
Stone instead of steel
Our love will make it real
It's a cottage down the lane
We'll fill the fireplace with
Logs and cracklin' sticks
We'll lie nearby the bricks as
We hear the drizzlin' rain
But till we build that home
We'll lock our bedroom door
Make plans and love within this one room
Eight by four i'll never ask for much
I'll only ask for more and as all lovers do
I'll turn and say to you
We are the last of the romantics
Reaching for love before we lose
It to the past
For at the last we are romantic
Free from time and space
We can build a place where all
That is romantic can last
So close your eyes and see
My clearing in the trees
Your face will feel the breeze and
The wind is laced with pine
The sun will rise to where
The hills embrace the sky
A stream will wander by like
A rolling ball of twine
You must believe I'll make it real
I can't say when
But harder times than this have
Been and even then
A million loves have lived and
Love lives on again
As long as there are two who
Say the way we do
We are the last of the romantics
Reaching for love before we lose
It to the past
For at the last we are romantic
Free from time and space
We can build a place where all
That is romantic can last
We are the last of the romantics
Reaching for love before we lose
It to the past
For at the last we are romantic
Free from time and space
We can build a place where all
That is romantic can last
Stone instead of steel
Our love will make it real
It's a cottage down the lane
We'll fill the fireplace with
Logs and cracklin' sticks
We'll lie nearby the bricks as
We hear the drizzlin' rain
But till we build that home
We'll lock our bedroom door
Make plans and love within this one room
Eight by four i'll never ask for much
I'll only ask for more and as all lovers do
I'll turn and say to you
We are the last of the romantics
Reaching for love before we lose
It to the past
For at the last we are romantic
Free from time and space
We can build a place where all
That is romantic can last
So close your eyes and see
My clearing in the trees
Your face will feel the breeze and
The wind is laced with pine
The sun will rise to where
The hills embrace the sky
A stream will wander by like
A rolling ball of twine
You must believe I'll make it real
I can't say when
But harder times than this have
Been and even then
A million loves have lived and
Love lives on again
As long as there are two who
Say the way we do
We are the last of the romantics
Reaching for love before we lose
It to the past
For at the last we are romantic
Free from time and space
We can build a place where all
That is romantic can last
We are the last of the romantics
Reaching for love before we lose
It to the past
For at the last we are romantic
Free from time and space
We can build a place where all
That is romantic can last