Lay Low - Too Late
With you,
confused,
with all the best to loose.
Happy thoughts,
lonely days,
my selfish heart,
and my wandering ways.
I close my eyes and hope to get
one last kiss on my salty lips.
I turn around and say ?Good night.?
Too late, too late, too late
for me and you.
It?s me,
not you,
that broke a heart in two.
So where?s the glue,
a needle, thread,
elastic tape?
Oh, what a mess.
I hope to make things better and right,
still I?ve got a greater and a meaner fright.
I turn around and say ?Good bye.?
Too late, too late, too late
for me and you.
Letras Lay Low