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Too Late
It’s amazing the feeling one person can give One considerate thought that will make you live
Flying past, a single white dove Telling you here that there once was love
The day you left Was the day I died Over and over And over I cried Gone with you was my heart broken Each piece was your one way token
Once, a very long time ago White doves that now lay low That will fly no more You left and now my heart is sore Too much time I spent Too much love I lent And still wait for the day I will heal The day your name no longer makes me feel Like a bench broken Like a mind stolen Every night I still have one tear That cries for the day that you are near Dead notes sing for one more song Hoping for the day you will sing along The day you come back is the day I breathe Now you are back and now I must leave One heartbreak, I can’t take Two, and I break This will be your final warning Our love broken that I’m still mourning I had you once, I can’t have you twice My heart frozen over like a block of ice
You’ve come back too late You chose this long to wait It didn’t bother you when I cried Now it does, I think you’ve lied
Wake me up when you’re through Do what you’ve got to do But be gone I don’t want none of your things left, not one Pictures bringing back memories This must be the end to our story
A new beginning in two separate ways The moment I’m over you, I’m counting the days I’ll be counting forever At your site and I’m running for cover I’m going straight under And I just can’t recover
Copyright © 2002-2003 Student Publishing Program. Poetry and prose © 2003 by individual authors. Reprinted with permission. Site designed by Strong Bat Productions. |
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