Songwriter: Rupert Holmes
Producer: Jeffrey Lesser
We're gonna built a home from stone instead of steel
Our love will make it real
It's a cottage down the lane
We'll fill the fireplace with logs and cracklin' sticks
We'll lie nearby the bricks as we hear the drizzlin' rain
But till we build that home we'll lock our bedroom door
Make plans and love within this one room, eight by four
I'll never ask for much, I'll only ask for more
And as all lovers do, I'll turn and say to you
We are the last of the romantics
Reaching for love before we lose it to the past
For at the last we are romantic
Free from time and space
We can build a place where all that is romantic can last
So close your eyes and see my clearing in the trees
Your face will feel the breeze and the wind is laced with pine
The sun will rise to where the hills embrace the sky
A stream will wander by like a rolling ball of twine
You must believe I'll make it real, I can't say when
But harder times than this have been and even then
A million loves have lived and love lives on again
As long as there are two who say the way we do
We are the last of the romantics
Reaching for love before we lose it to the past
For at the last we are romantic
Free from time and space
We can build a place where all that is romantic can last
We are the last of the romantics
Reaching for love before we lose it to the past
For at the last we are romantic
Free from time and space
We can build a place where all that is romantic can last
Our love will make it real
It's a cottage down the lane
We'll fill the fireplace with logs and cracklin' sticks
We'll lie nearby the bricks as we hear the drizzlin' rain
But till we build that home we'll lock our bedroom door
Make plans and love within this one room, eight by four
I'll never ask for much, I'll only ask for more
And as all lovers do, I'll turn and say to you
We are the last of the romantics
Reaching for love before we lose it to the past
For at the last we are romantic
Free from time and space
We can build a place where all that is romantic can last
So close your eyes and see my clearing in the trees
Your face will feel the breeze and the wind is laced with pine
The sun will rise to where the hills embrace the sky
A stream will wander by like a rolling ball of twine
You must believe I'll make it real, I can't say when
But harder times than this have been and even then
A million loves have lived and love lives on again
As long as there are two who say the way we do
We are the last of the romantics
Reaching for love before we lose it to the past
For at the last we are romantic
Free from time and space
We can build a place where all that is romantic can last
We are the last of the romantics
Reaching for love before we lose it to the past
For at the last we are romantic
Free from time and space
We can build a place where all that is romantic can last
Songs That Sound Like Movies: The Complete Epic Recordings
- I Don’t Want to Hold Your Hand
- Rifles and Rum
- Studio Musician
- The Man Behind the Woman
- The Place Where Failure Goes
- Who, What, When, Where, Why
- I Don’t Want to Get Over You
- You Make Me Real
- Aw Shucks
- The Last of the Romantics
- For Beginners Only
- Philly
- Queen Bee
- Love Out of Time
- Lullaby for Myself
- Magic Trick
- Deco Lady
- You Burned Yourself Out
- Too Scared to Sing
- Singles
- Widescreen
- Touch and Go
- Terminal
- Weekend Lover
- Bagdad
- Annabella
- Soap Opera
- Brass Knuckles
- Our National Pastime
- Everything Gets Better When You’re Drunk
- Second Saxophone
- Phantom of the Opera
- Letters That Cross in the Mail
- Talk
- The One of Us (Demo for A Star Is Born)
- Escape (The Piña Colada Song)
- Terminal
- Nearsighted
- The Mask
- Loved by the One You Love
- Blackjack
- Adventure
- The People That You Never Get to Love
- In You I Trust
- Weekend Lover
- Bagdad
- The O’Brien Girl
- Him (single edit)
- Annabella
- Special Thanks
- Cold
- Soap Opera
- Let’s Get Crazy Tonight
- Him
- Less Is More
- Drop It
- I Don’t Want to Hold Your Hand
- Perfect
- Crowd Pleaser