Tekster:
Ten Foot Pole Too Late

" My God, I can't believe you're Gone It's too late to say "hang on" Sometimes you just have to wait This time it's just too late She keeps apologizing

see" My God, I can't believe you're Gone It's too late to say "hang on" Sometimes you just have to wait This time it's just too late She keeps apologizing

you're angry that we won't hold on It's our fault for giving up too soon You act surprised that we'll no longer wait Can't you see that it's already too late

what i miss hair, her cheeks, her lips puckered up to kiss her the wind blows drags her nose through her forehead like a horn grows the omen clear but years too late