The Last Ones

Matthew West

My friend Taylor she's an angel 
Ten years old and beautiful 
She's a living, breathing miracle 
And she proves it everyday 
'Cause the odds were stacked against her 
From the day that she arrived here 
And the doctors told her mom and dad 
She'd always be that way 

And I confess when I first met her 
I was thinking life's not fair 
But then she wrapped her arms around my neck 
And it all became so clear 

God bless the last ones (x2) 

One day Taylor sent me a picture 
from her Special Olympics race 
And I could tell just by the looks of it 
she was coming in last place 
But she crossed that finish line 
with a smile upon her face 
as if to say 

God bless the last ones (x2) 

Maybe the last ones are the lucky ones 
The ones who got this whole thing figured out 
'Cause when they go looking for something beautiful 
They start looking from the inside out 

On our way into the restaurant 
we passed a homeless man 
He was half drunk and half asleep 
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with a paper cup in his hand 
And I confess when I first saw him 
I was thinking life's not fair 
But then Taylor reached out 
and wrapped her arms around his neck 
And it all became so clear 

God bless the last ones (x4) 

Well I wish we could all be the lucky ones 
The ones who've got this whole thing figured out 
Maybe the next time we go looking for beautiful 
we'll try looking from the inside out 

God bless the last ones (x4)
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