One More Lap
by Barb Marlowe · Rock › Pop Rock · Made with Suno · 0 plays
Style
soft rock, pop rock, acoustic, nostalgic, wistful
Prompt
Folk rock, soft rock, smoky female contralto with breathy rasp, behind-the-beat, acoustic guitar, Rhodes
Lyrics
Ooh... one more lap Mirror ball's the only light I left on, Throwing silver dimes across the wall. Rental skates lined up like sleeping ducks, I switched the neon off down the hall. Come on out, you know the floor, Lace them tight like before. One more lap, one more lap, Let the old record carry you round. One more lap, one more lap, Hold my hand till the music slows down. Wheels remember what the heart forgets, One more lap. Thirty years of wax and winter boots, Birthday kids and first loves holding on. The popcorn machine has stopped its ticking, The needle's worn on the last slow song. Old Dale still skates backward, slow and proud, Hands behind him, smiling at the floor. Come on out, don't look at the door, Nobody's counting anymore. One more lap, one more lap, Let the old record carry you round. One more lap, one more lap, Hold my hand till the music slows down. Wheels remember what the heart forgets, One more lap. I won't turn the key tonight... Let the sparkle fall like snow in your hair. Go slow... go slo-o-ow, The boards are warm and I'm still standing there. One more lap, Let the old record carry you round. One more lap, Hold my hand till the music slows down. Wheels remember what the heart forgets, One more lap. Ooh... one more lap Goodnight, my loves, one more lap