'It's never too late', they say
But I don't agree because, you see
We take our time
We wait and wait
We don't realise
Until too late
That every day
That passes by
Is a day lost
For you and I
And all my plans, all my reasons
Fell like leaves
In the Autumn season
All my words and all your trust
Turned to ashes
Turned to dust
All that is left is
This broken bridge
Stretched across
A river of silence
Time is not a friend of mine
It did not stop
It did not wait
For me to speak
And tell you, the truth
I left it all too late
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