It's Too Late - Live at The Montreux Jazz Festival 1973

Stayed in bed all morning just to pass the time
There's something wrong here, there can be no denyin'
One of us is changin' or maybe we've just stopped tryin'

And it's too late baby now, it's too late
Though we really did try to make it
Something inside has died and I can't hide
And I just can't fake it, oh, no, no, no, no

It used to be so easy livin' here with you
You were light and breezy and I knew just what to do
Now, you look so unhappy and I feel like a fool

And it's too late, baby now it's too late
Though we really did try to make it
Somethin' inside has died and I can't hide
And I just can't fake it, oh, no, no, no, no...

There'll be good times again for me and you
But we just can't stay together, don't you feel it, too?
Still, I'm glad for what we had and how I once loved you

But it's too late, baby now it's too late
Though we really did try to make it
Somethin' inside has died and I can't hide
And I just can't fake it, oh, no, no, no, no, no

It's too late, baby, it's too late, oh now, darling
It's too late

Over here at the piano is Clarence McDonald, Clarence
On the electric bass, Charles Larkin
On the drums, Harvey Mason
On tumbas, and bongos and other percussions, Miss Bobby Hall
And on the guitar, Mr. David Tinwalking

I tell ya, I wouldn't wanna follow him
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