The Last to Leave

Verse 1
Where do I begin?
To reach your heart of stone,
I tried my Midas touch, but under the gold is bone.
I spin you round my mind,
Unwind this dizzy spell
Where do you get off?
You say you’ll only give me hell.

Chorus
So we cheat to find the answer,
Though I’m sure,
It’s written on your sleeve
There’s no fee, for this private dancer,
It feels like hope, is the last to leave.
Is the last to leave

Verse 2
How will this world end?
We spend until we drop,
You can’t buy me love, You don’t know where to shop.
I’ll get mine second hand,
Time to stand against the cold,
The distance is too great
Once your interference is sold

Verse 3
I walk with ambling gait,
The human race can, not be won,
I don’t want to be late, before the big machines come.
What if we got it wrong?
Where altruism leads,
Better late than never,
Can’t see the trees from the weeds.