One More Night

The lights hanging from the trees, 
Were bright and bold. 
And the music was soft and slow.

You were wearing a white and black shirt, 
Part of your costume. 
Your glasses that you abandoned after this dance, 
Were still on your face as I remembered. 

We both knew something would end that night, 
But there was a sense of hope,
That everything would stay the same.

I want to take your hand again, 
But for it to not be the last time. 
I want to hear the wind in the trees, 
To see the stars in the sky. 
As the fire blazes. 

For one night I wish to go back,
To freeze that moment, 
To make it last longer. 

Because I never knew that would be the last time
I saw you. 
Maybe this time I'll dance with you, 
For one more night, 
And I'll cherish it for the rest of my life.