Besedila: Clay Walker. Fall. Love To Be Your Last.

If I had it my way.
This would be the first time that you made love.
I'd be the first man that your hands touched.
But we'd both done our share of living.
Takin chances we were given.
I've never been big on looking back.
I don't care if I'm your first love.
But I'd love to be your last.

If I could do it over.
I'd have waited for this moment to give my heart to you unbroken.
But if our mistakes brought us together.
Doesn't really matter whether, we would say its our centers in the past.
I don't care if I'm your first love.
I'd just love to be your last.

All I know is what I see when I look at you.
And all I see is what I'm feeling down inside.
And all I'm feeling is the feeling that I finally got it right.

When I wake up tomorrow.
I'm going to throw my arms around you.
Thank my lucky stars I found you.
Cause I know your heart has so much more than any man has touched before that.
Nothing matters more to me than that.

I don't care if I'm your first love, but I'd love to be your last