Gently rolling Father time Is calling to him now
And though he hears him He looks out to sea.
Somewhere out there lie his dreams A story with no ending And till he finds his answers He won t be going nowhere For him
it s not too late It s not too late For some it s never too late Quietly knocking on her door.
He patiently stands waiting
And though she hears him She sits steadfast in her chair.
Somewhere out there never seen Her hopes and dreams lie waiting
And till she finds an answer She won t be going nowhere For her
it s not too late It s not too late For some it s never too late For everything we know that s certain There is much we cannot see
So we choose to close the curtain
Never knowing what could have been It s not too late
it s not too late
never too late Slowly rocking the baby s bed He strokes it s head and whispers And though it hears him
It keeps smiling and kicks it s feet Somewhere out there is a life
A lifetime made for living So it holds on fast
it ain t going nowhere For some it s not too late
It s not too late For some it s never too late For some it s not too late It s not too late For some its never too late |
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