It's Not Too Late
Almost twenty-four
Looking for a place to share
At the corner of the block
West 34th I'm there
Taking in the scene
Burning all you had once more
The candy pusher knows it
You will be all right
He's living in the streets
And you're falling on your feet
Somehow
It's not too late
To ride that train
Your one-way ticket
Won't let you stay
Changing many jobs
Rolling up your sleeves for good
Years go passing by
Becoming what you feared you'd be
So the passion in your blood
Is filling up the cup of love
The candy pusher knows it
You will be all right
He's living in the streets
And you're falling on your feet
Somehow
It's not too late
To ride that train
Your one-way ticket
Won't let you stay
It's not too late
To move ahead and use your wings
"When I'm Sixty-Four"
Is playing from the house we bought
The songs I wrote before
In a poster of a show long gone
The courage in our soul
The beauty of living full of hope
The candy pusher knows it
You will be all right
He's living in the streets
And you're falling on your feet
Somehow
It's not too late
To ride that train
Your one-way ticket
Won't let you stay
Looking for a place to share
At the corner of the block
West 34th I'm there
Taking in the scene
Burning all you had once more
The candy pusher knows it
You will be all right
He's living in the streets
And you're falling on your feet
Somehow
It's not too late
To ride that train
Your one-way ticket
Won't let you stay
Changing many jobs
Rolling up your sleeves for good
Years go passing by
Becoming what you feared you'd be
So the passion in your blood
Is filling up the cup of love
The candy pusher knows it
You will be all right
He's living in the streets
And you're falling on your feet
Somehow
It's not too late
To ride that train
Your one-way ticket
Won't let you stay
It's not too late
To move ahead and use your wings
"When I'm Sixty-Four"
Is playing from the house we bought
The songs I wrote before
In a poster of a show long gone
The courage in our soul
The beauty of living full of hope
The candy pusher knows it
You will be all right
He's living in the streets
And you're falling on your feet
Somehow
It's not too late
To ride that train
Your one-way ticket
Won't let you stay
Credits
Writer(s): Steve Macdream Colours
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