Текст песни "Ken Hensley - The Last Dance"

  I met a sad old gypsy on the road to Berlin 
By chance I got to spend a little time with him 
We shared a few life stories on that dusty old train 
So I thought I'd take a minute 
Just to share them again with you 

 He talked of all the twists and turns he'd taken in life 
And how his spirit clung to God to do what was right 
Sure he got the prize but he never counted the cost 
I felt his pain as he shared with me all that he had lost 

 If you could only see what was there in his eyes 
An eternity of wandering in search of the prize 
He'd had it all, the money, all the fame and romance 
And now he shed a tear as he faced the last dance 

 The [bad word] but once he said 
But it's not for you, it must be shared 
And if you keep it to yourself 
You'll be no use to anyone else 
And he who gives will take away 
And you will face the same dark day 
That even now is all my pain 
I'll never have this dance again 

 Chances, dances, how quickly this life passes 
All our hopes and all our dreams 
Get lost in all our selfish schemes 
You see, it's not about you, it's not about me 
It's about loving something we can't see 
It's all about what we are willing to share 
It's about our hearts and who lives there 

 As the train rolled into the city 
He shook his head as if to say 
It's your turn now, just know the game 
That you're about to play 
And it seemed as if right there and then 
light came to his eyes 
As he exchanged the dance of life 
For a far better prize 

 And so the tired old gypsy drifted slowly away 
Beaten by the game he'd taught so many to play 
He said "I'd do it all again if I had the chance" 
But I'm ready now for one more bow 
I'll take the last dance