The first thing I want to see when I awake to rise
is you.
The last thing I want to see before I close my eyes
is you.
And in between the time I sleep and wake,
I'll dream about the tender love we'll make.
The first love I ever found when I was far too young to realise
was you.
The last love I'm longing for, now that I know the value of the prize,
is you.
And all the lonely time we've stayed apart
it's you who's had first claim upon my heart.
From first to last I've loved you, only you
for deep inside my heart, I know what's true
and though I've found some other ways, I knew,
From first to last they all led back to you.
From first to last, I've only had one aim,
just hoping, love, that you might feel the same.
And first to last I've been so scared I'd lose,
for even now, I'm half afraid to choose.
The first love I ever knew, before I even knew myself,
was you,
the last love I'll ever want, now that I understand myself
is you.
And in between the darkness and the light
I learned that loving you would make it right.
From first to last I've loved you, only you.
To reach out for your heart was why I grew.
And though I've found some other ways, I knew,
from first to last, they all led back to you.
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