The story behind this song
Fifty years ago she wore blue and he wore nerves, his hands shaking on every word while a vinyl record spun their song and the whole world tilted right. Five decades, joy and storms both rolled through, the kids grown and driven home for the night. And here they are again — the same old love in brand-new shoes, ready for one more turn around the living room.
Wrinkled hands, a second chance, and a song he still gets lost inside.
For the couple who want their last first dance, and would choose each other all over again.
Lyrics
My hands shook with every word
A vinyl played our song that night
And suddenly the world felt right
But here we are, still built to last
Right here in this moment’s chance
The same old love in brand new shoes
I still get lost slow dancing with you
Hold me close, like time’s a glance
Let’s have our last first dance
Held each other through thick and thin
But one thing stayed crystal clear
The song of us, I still hear
Every beat still leads to you
In wrinkled hands and second chance
You’re still my once-in-a-lifetime view
And I’d choose you, always you
So let’s not miss this second chance
Let’s have our last first dance
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