Too late tonight
It’s too late tonight
to race back where I come from
to warn my naïve little self
to grab my scattered clothes
to run and run and run.
It’s too late tonight
to look back on the past
to worry about surviving
to cry my eyes out
to relive and relive and relive.
It’s too late tonight.
Too late for anything,
too late for everything
too late for me.
to race back where I come from
to warn my naïve little self
to grab my scattered clothes
to run and run and run.
It’s too late tonight
to look back on the past
to worry about surviving
to cry my eyes out
to relive and relive and relive.
It’s too late tonight.
Too late for anything,
too late for everything
too late for me.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| killea: | Zondag, juli 08, 2012 07:13 |
| It''s never too late for a new start, great emotive poem ZG xx j |
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| Auteur: Zo Gezegd | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 08 juli 2012 | ||
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