Too Late ...


I offered too little, and discovered, too late
That you were my destiny ... you were my fate.
The one that my heart cries out to with love
It was you, all along, that it'd been thinking of..

But I didnt realize it, or, maybe didnt dare,
See all the feelings that I held for you there
As a result, what you once felt for me,
Has withered and died, and set your heart free.

You've found someone else, to share your tomorrows
...I waited too long, and my fate is sorrow.
Now it's too late, to say I love you ...
You got on with your life, and mine is all blue.


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~midi is called 'The Rain The Park and Other Things (I Love the Flower Girl'
~by the Cowsills





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