Last Dance Lyrics Novels & Stories

“Come on over in my direction So thankful for that, it's such a blessin', yeah Turn every situation into Heaven, yeah (Oh, you are...) My sunrise on the darkest day Got me feelin' some kind of way Make me wanna savour every moment slowly, slowly You fit me, tailor-made love, how you put it on Got the only key, know how to turn it on The way you nibble on my ear, the only words I wanna hear Baby take it slow so we can last long Despacito Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito Deja que te diga cosas al oído Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo Despacito “This is my tune, Woah!" Layla exclaimed dancing.

Deep pleasure of satisfaction washed over me, and at that very moment, something snapped in me, and I was ready to give them the show of their lives. A dance they will never forget! It would be one that will be forever inscribed in their memories. This was my last night and my last chance to leave it all on the floor, giving my all, for there was no going back after this. I was moving forward and was saying goodbye to this place and doing it my way in tonight's performance. My last dance must be talked about for years; every time someone new leaves the club and moves on, they will remember that one dancer who set the place on fire with her last performance.

I wasn’t sure how long we danced but the music changed and the D.J came over the speaker. “Last song of the night! You don’t have to go home but you cannot stay here!” He started playing Closing time, by Semisonic and the lights came back on. Colt stepped away but there was still a fire in his eyes that told me I wasn’t going to be getting much sleep tonight. “I need to shut down the computer in the office.” I heard Kristen tell Alec as Colt pulled me towards him and kissed me. He wasn’t ready to stop dancing but the law was the law.

Oh, no mountain's too high and no ocean's too wide 'Cause together or not, our dance won't stop Let it rain, let it pour, what we have is worth fighting for You know I believe that we were meant to be, yeah It's like catching lightning The chances of finding someone like you It's one in a million, the chances to feeling The way we do And with every step together We just keep on getting better So can I have this dance? (Can I have this dance?) Can I have this dance? Can I have this dance? Can I have this dance? When the music ended, we also stopped quite breathless. We are still looking eye to eye… And there I came back to reality so I immediately let go and parted away.

Are the last words I hear leave his lips before I fall into the depths of darkness. (I am sorry, my light)

She looked like she’d just drunk five energy drinks. “She knows she’s all alone on the dance floor, right?” Cameron asked me as we watched Stella dance, barefoot, with abandon. “I really don’t think she cares one way or the other,” I laughed. The band announced that they were playing their last song, and Jordyn, Cameron, myself, and the few guests left joined Stella on the dance floor for the final song. When it was over, Stella just sort of stood there, in the middle of the floor. “That’s it?” she said. “It’s done? Just like that?”

At last, everything is over. The End

His body collapsed weakly forward, his forehead coming to rest gently against the outer rim of the coffin. His vision began to fracture and fade, yet his eyes remained stubbornly half-open, staring fixedly at my face. “Iris... I... love you…” He forced out those final words with agonizing difficulty, and slowly closed his eyes forever. Dead silence returned once more to the church, save for a single beam of sunlight filtering through the stained-glass windows, scattering mottled patterns of light across the coffin and Kaelen’s corpse. He believed that death would mark the beginning of our reunion.

She choked, unable to get the words out. "It's all in the past," I interrupted calmly. She lifted her head. In her bloodshot eyes, the faint glimmer of hope–the desperate longing for redemption–finally went out. "The story between you and me," I said, looking out the window, "ended last winter, along with the child who never had the chance to be born." I stood up, making it clear the visit was over. She did not move. After a long while, as if gathering the last of her strength, she slowly rose to her feet, her steps unsteady.