Late Bloomer
Oh yeah
All my life
All my life
Lakeside skimming stones
Making friends and foes
I'm not perfect, I know
A late bloomer I'm slow
Lakeside skimming stones
Making friends and foes
I'm not perfect, I know
A late bloomer I'm slow
So slow
So slow
So slow
I've been slow
Brushes with success are fleeting
Leave it too long history can be deleted
Told you times many, it's the season for believing
But since a kid on normal things I've been sleeping
Under tough pillows I've been dreaming
Spent a bit too long out here people pleasing
Reading fiction ignoring cuffing seasons
Always been a late bloomer, that's the reason
Lakeside skimming stones
Making friends and foes
I'm not perfect, I know
A late bloomer I'm slow
Lakeside skimming stones
Making friends and foes
I'm not perfect, I know
A late bloomer I'm slow
So slow
So slow
So slow
I've been slow
All the best people learn to drive late
Hours too busy, catching trains and planes
Dreaming, leaning on the window panes
Writing verses while I stuff my face
Yes I sometimes felt out of place
Ashamed that I couldn't pick up my mates
They're picking girls up for plenty of dates
While I was busy texting sneak round my mum's place
Lakeside skimming stones
Making friends and foes
I'm not perfect, I know
A late bloomer I'm slow
Lakeside skimming stones
Making friends and foes
I'm not perfect, I know
A late bloomer I'm slow
So slow
So slow
So slow
I've been slow
All my life
All my life
Lakeside skimming stones
Making friends and foes
I'm not perfect, I know
A late bloomer I'm slow
Lakeside skimming stones
Making friends and foes
I'm not perfect, I know
A late bloomer I'm slow
So slow
So slow
So slow
I've been slow
Brushes with success are fleeting
Leave it too long history can be deleted
Told you times many, it's the season for believing
But since a kid on normal things I've been sleeping
Under tough pillows I've been dreaming
Spent a bit too long out here people pleasing
Reading fiction ignoring cuffing seasons
Always been a late bloomer, that's the reason
Lakeside skimming stones
Making friends and foes
I'm not perfect, I know
A late bloomer I'm slow
Lakeside skimming stones
Making friends and foes
I'm not perfect, I know
A late bloomer I'm slow
So slow
So slow
So slow
I've been slow
All the best people learn to drive late
Hours too busy, catching trains and planes
Dreaming, leaning on the window panes
Writing verses while I stuff my face
Yes I sometimes felt out of place
Ashamed that I couldn't pick up my mates
They're picking girls up for plenty of dates
While I was busy texting sneak round my mum's place
Lakeside skimming stones
Making friends and foes
I'm not perfect, I know
A late bloomer I'm slow
Lakeside skimming stones
Making friends and foes
I'm not perfect, I know
A late bloomer I'm slow
So slow
So slow
So slow
I've been slow
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Writer(s): Darren Williams
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