It's too late, too late for us
A future of roses, dried petals and thorns
It's too late, too late for us
In memories and poses, between leaves of a book
It came much too early for me to see
You were more than one of dozens
Few would measure up to what I thought of you
It came much too early for me to know
I may never find another
To make me feel as whole as I once felt with you
Yeah, it's too late, too late for us
A future of roses, dried petals and thorns
It's too late, too late for us
In memories and poses, between leaves of a book
It came much too early for you to see
We were too young to know better
I'd have turned back if I had another chance
It came much too early for you to know
You would haunt my thoughts forever
Playing out what could have been if it was time
It's too late, too late for us
A future of roses, dried petals and thorns
It's too late, too late for us
In memories and poses, between leaves of a book