tooo late
she'leaving today (don't know where she's going).
Holds her head in disgrace (she can't escape the truth).
she knows the price that she's paid.
she admits that it's too late to admit that she's afraid.
Tomorrow comes. Sorrow becomes her soul mate.
The damage is done. The prodigal son is too late.
Old doors are closed but she's always open,
To relive time in her mind.
she's leaving today (don't know where she's going).
she's got lines on her face (they tell the story of her pain).
she accepts it's her fate.
she admits it took too long to admit that she was wrong.
Tomorrow comes. Sorrow becomes her soul mate.
The damage is done. The prodigal son is too late.
Old doors are closed but she's always open,
To relive time in her mind.
Holds her head in disgrace (she can't escape the truth).
she knows the price that she's paid.
she admits that it's too late to admit that she's afraid.
Tomorrow comes. Sorrow becomes her soul mate.
The damage is done. The prodigal son is too late.
Old doors are closed but she's always open,
To relive time in her mind.
she's leaving today (don't know where she's going).
she's got lines on her face (they tell the story of her pain).
she accepts it's her fate.
she admits it took too long to admit that she was wrong.
Tomorrow comes. Sorrow becomes her soul mate.
The damage is done. The prodigal son is too late.
Old doors are closed but she's always open,
To relive time in her mind.