Too Late

Too late
Too late
It’s too late now
Too late
Too late
It’s too late now

Used to think you were all mine
Used to think we would be alright
Used to think you were all mine
Used to think we would be alright

Closure

You keep me coming back

You keep me coming back
Over and over
You keep me coming back
Crying out for closure
You keep me coming back
Over and over

Virgule sur la langue
Le temps incertain
Flotte comme un ange
Fixe le silence
Fige la rue
Et passe son chemin.


Filent les nuages
Tombe la pluie
Les heures s’égrainent

Le long du chemin
La parole revient
S’écrit sur la page


Coulent les mots
Un flot sur la langue
Les minutes s’envolent

Le temps s’éclaircit
La rue se disperse
L’aurore accomplie

Comma on the tong
Uncertain time
Floats like an angel
Fixes the silence
Freezes the street
And goes on its way

Clouds fly by
Rain falls
Hours are counted
Along the way
Words return
Written on the page

A wave of words

Flow from the tongue
The minutes fly by
The weather brightens
The street disperses
The dawn accomplished