Lorrie Morgan
Behind His Last Goodbye

(Gerald Smith - Charles Harter)

With a gentle hand he sweeps a strand of hair back
From my eyes and sees me cry
And with a tenderness he'll press his lips to mine
And for a while he holds me tight
And oh, he's careful not to close the door
Behind his last goodbye.

He leaves me breathless
And he makes the woman in me come alive
And I'm a fool who let's him
Anytime and again, don't ask me why.

While the moments turn to precious mem'ries
The questions go unanswered in my mind
And though he's careful not to burn
The bridge behind his last goodbye.

He wanders in and out my life through the shadows
Like a thief would in the night
Oh, he leaves but when he leaves he leaves more
Than just a woman satisfied
And though he's careful not to close
The door behind his last goodbye.

He leaves me breathless
And he makes the woman in me come alive
And I'm a fool who let's him
Anytime and again, don't ask me why.

With a gentle hand he sweeps a strand of hair
Back from my eyes and sees me cry
And with a tenderness he'll press his lips to mine
And against my will he says goodbye...


Mirror lyrics:

And against my will he says goodbye...
And with a tenderness he'll press his lips to mine
Back from my eyes and sees me cry
With a gentle hand he sweeps a strand of hair

Anytime and again, don't ask me why.
And I'm a fool who let's him
And he makes the woman in me come alive
He leaves me breathless

The door behind his last goodbye.
And though he's careful not to close
Than just a woman satisfied
Oh, he leaves but when he leaves he leaves more
Like a thief would in the night
He wanders in and out my life through the shadows

The bridge behind his last goodbye.
And though he's careful not to burn
The questions go unanswered in my mind
While the moments turn to precious mem'ries

Anytime and again, don't ask me why.
And I'm a fool who let's him
And he makes the woman in me come alive
He leaves me breathless

Behind his last goodbye.
And oh, he's careful not to close the door
And for a while he holds me tight
And with a tenderness he'll press his lips to mine
From my eyes and sees me cry
With a gentle hand he sweeps a strand of hair back

(Gerald Smith - Charles Harter)


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