| Song | The Last Time I Saw You |
| Artist | Steve Harley |
| Album | More Than Somewhat - The Very Best Of |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Harley | |
| The last time I saw you | |
| My eyes were red from constant crying | |
| Blue moon was at my door | |
| You read my hand and told me all | |
| Romantics go to heaven | |
| To heaven or to war. | |
| We said too much too soon | |
| I bled and let you pacify my wounded pride. | |
| The last time I saw you | |
| Alone, you shielded me from strangers | |
| And saved me from the Lord | |
| And in my dreams I still have you | |
| You're still my sweet compadre | |
| I your El Gran Señor. | |
| We said too much too soon | |
| I bled and let you pacify my wounded pride. | |
| The last time I saw you | |
| My eyes were red from constant crying | |
| Blue moon was at my door | |
| The leaping of my ransomed heart | |
| Said trees can weep and stone can bleed | |
| We knew but we weren't sure. | |
| We said too much too soon | |
| I bled and let you pacify my wounded pride. | |
| We said too much too soon | |
| I bled and let you pacify my wounded pride. |
| Harley | |
| The last time I saw you | |
| My eyes were red from constant crying | |
| Blue moon was at my door | |
| You read my hand and told me all | |
| Romantics go to heaven | |
| To heaven or to war. | |
| We said too much too soon | |
| I bled and let you pacify my wounded pride. | |
| The last time I saw you | |
| Alone, you shielded me from strangers | |
| And saved me from the Lord | |
| And in my dreams I still have you | |
| You' re still my sweet compadre | |
| I your El Gran Se or. | |
| We said too much too soon | |
| I bled and let you pacify my wounded pride. | |
| The last time I saw you | |
| My eyes were red from constant crying | |
| Blue moon was at my door | |
| The leaping of my ransomed heart | |
| Said trees can weep and stone can bleed | |
| We knew but we weren' t sure. | |
| We said too much too soon | |
| I bled and let you pacify my wounded pride. | |
| We said too much too soon | |
| I bled and let you pacify my wounded pride. |
| Harley | |
| The last time I saw you | |
| My eyes were red from constant crying | |
| Blue moon was at my door | |
| You read my hand and told me all | |
| Romantics go to heaven | |
| To heaven or to war. | |
| We said too much too soon | |
| I bled and let you pacify my wounded pride. | |
| The last time I saw you | |
| Alone, you shielded me from strangers | |
| And saved me from the Lord | |
| And in my dreams I still have you | |
| You' re still my sweet compadre | |
| I your El Gran Se or. | |
| We said too much too soon | |
| I bled and let you pacify my wounded pride. | |
| The last time I saw you | |
| My eyes were red from constant crying | |
| Blue moon was at my door | |
| The leaping of my ransomed heart | |
| Said trees can weep and stone can bleed | |
| We knew but we weren' t sure. | |
| We said too much too soon | |
| I bled and let you pacify my wounded pride. | |
| We said too much too soon | |
| I bled and let you pacify my wounded pride. |