One Last Smile

It was a cold Saturday morning

The wind blowing across her lovely face

I think back to that very day

And pretend to hold her in my arms

Something seemed a little different that day

Maybe the way she did her hair

Or the way her make-up semeed

TO cover every detail upon her face

Driving down that same street

I'll never forget 

The wind streaming acorss her

Ever so pretty face

Maybe it was the weather

Or the way he mother said good-bye

Or the way she blew a kiss to her father

Maybe that was what deiced her fate

Cause on that cold Saturday morning

Nothing would ever be the same

Her body lying face down

Upon the hard ground

My hands slwoly slid over her soft skin

Ever so lightyly

As if she could feel my skin

Against hers

But she couldn't

And I knew it

I took her hand into mine

For the very last time

Nothing could change

The fate in which the car deiced

Nothing could change

For this was the last she made