Besedila: The Rembrandts. Too Late.

I kept you out past five, when we talk, we get so deep
The sun comes up too early and I know you need your sleep
But I can't let you go, with just one kiss from your tender lips
And I don't wanna wait, to feel the touch of your fingertips

Is it too late, too late, too late to love you
Is it too late, too late, too late to love you

It's only Sunday morning and the paper boy's gone by
I see you off to dreamland and all that that implies
But I can't let you go, with just one kiss from your tender lips
And I can't live without, the love I know that I know you give

Is it too late, too late, too late to love you
Is it too late, too late, too late to love you

How's I gonna get inside?
It seems no matter how I try
It's only ever down to you
Down to you

Now I can't let you go, with just one kiss from your tender lips
And I can't live without, the love I know that I know you give to me

Is it too late, too late, too late to love you
Is it too late, too late, too late to love you
Is it too late, too late, too late to love you
Is it too late, too late, too late to love you
Is it too late?