THE LAST FIVE MINUTES GONE                    By Amy Glicklich
 

A lost love will go down in history, always a mystery to everyone but you. 

Just like the movie that you once gave to me, I never watched it, I never knew... 

the last five minutes gone, the last five minutes gone.

A lost love somewhere in Mexico, bleeding heart for everyone to see.    

Up on your temple, golden braids hanging down, if only we could climb up like in that old story...  

but the last five minutes are gone, the last five minutes gone.

We're singing now, we're dancing now, we're crying now, all for you.      

Our shining beauty, your white wings stretched as far as our eyes can see...

the last five minutes gone, the last five minutes gone.

Each rising tide could be a lifetime.  Was it long enough for you to say goodbye? 

To all the loves that you were leaving, to all the memories now locked in time.  

To you shining beauty, to you flying away, to you shining beauty, to you flying away...

in those last five minutes gone.