"This Might Be My Last Dance"

I’ve walked these roads, played these halls,
Sang my truth to the parties of it all.
Every town, a story etched in time,
Now the shadows whisper, the stage might not be mine.

The crowd still cheers, the lights still glow,
But deep inside, there's a voice I know.

This might be my last dance, my final song,
The curtain’s falling, but I’ll play along.
For every mile I’ve traveled, every chance,
I’ll give my all, 'cause this might be my last dance.

The lines on my face, they tell the years,
The highs and the lows, the laughter, the tears.
This guitar’s my anchor, my old best friend,
But every journey finds a place to end.

The songs still flow, the fire still burns,
But time keeps turning, and the page won’t return.

This might be my last dance, my final song,
The curtain’s falling, but I’ll play along.
For every mile I’ve traveled, every chance,
I’ll give my all, 'cause this might be my last dance.

I’m not afraid of the end of the line,
These memories will keep me warm tonight.
If this is goodbye, let it be grand,
I’ll hold the mic like it’s my final stand.

This might be my last dance, my final song,
The curtain’s falling, but I’ll play along.
For every mile I’ve traveled, every chance,
I’ll give my all, 'cause this might be my last dance.

So here I stand, under the golden light,
Thank you all for this magical night.
If I leave tomorrow, I’ll leave no regrets,
This might be my last dance, and my best yet.

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Writer: Songsmith