Songs

One More Waltz

Words by Jeffrey Pepper Rodgers, music by Johannes Brahms (Waltz, Op. 39, No. 8) adapted by JPR

He stands at the top of the stairs
With the bannister shadow across his shoes
The memories hang in the air
Of the eggshell brown on her shoulder
And the smell of her skin
All the heat rushes in
Through the wall once again

Her touch on the nape of his neck
And the skim of her thigh on a pillow
And her deepening sigh

Remembering this
Who can resist
One more waltz with the memory?
One more waltz

He watches the thickening dark
Through the flutter of moths on the old window pane
Deep in his chest there’s a spark
Then a blaze of regret
At a parting without a goodbye
All the years for a lie
Digging in, running dry

Her words like a blade on his neck
And the richochet cries in the doorway
And the tears in her eyes

Remembering this
Who can resist
One more waltz with the memory?
One more waltz

© Jeffrey Pepper Rodgers Music (ASCAP)