Terri Clark - Lonesome's Last Call lyrics

He drinks while he stares At the smoke in the air For him, time seems to crawl He's got no one at home So he sits there alone Waiting on lonesome's last call She came in by chance Longing to dance She once was the belle of the ball But flowers will fade She's showing touches of gray And she's waiting on lonesome's last call While the fiddles are playing The dance floor is swaying To the beat of an old fashioned waltz Their watching the hands Of the clock on the wall And waiting on lonesome's last call Soon the lights will go on But the empty they've known Won't be felt in this moment at all There was love in the air And it found their hearts there Waiting on lonesome's last call While the fiddles are playing The dance floor is swaying To the beat of an old fashioned waltz Their watching the hands Of the clock on the wall And waiting on lonesome's last call They're waiting on lonesome's last call