Too Late

You saw me as nobody,
Just a shade on the wall.
You called me like a siren,
Your voice is so strong.
And I know that It's late,
It's too late for my call,
But my shirt is smelling
Like your cologne.

You spoke like an angel,
Your lips were so soft.
You left without guidance,
I reached just to fall.
And I know that It's late,
It's too late for my call,
But my bed is begging
For you, and your warmth.

You deity of my temple,
The owner of my soul.
So lost with no vision,
So lost without voice.
And I know that It's late,
It's too late for my call,
But the roses just withered,
And love is quite lost.

Search pleasantness, find you.
Your name will come up.
The search will now blind you,
To things you already now.
And I know that It's late,
It's too late for my call,
But the hope is dying
In me, once for all.

My lover, my darling,
The words to my songs.
I hope that I find you
In life, maybe not.
And I know that It's late,
It's too late for my call,
But my eyes are crying,
My heart is broke.



Credits
Writer(s): Ignacio Gomez Cao
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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