or so you tell me now
and yet you hug me whilst i cry
and softly stroke my brow.
too late for you and me to talk
all answers left unsaid
you cant speak for the confusion
thats taken root within your head
too late for you and me to be
you tell me that you're going
But you just cant seem to leave
For all my tears are flowing
too late for you and me to love
its all ready gone away
you plain just dont want me anymore
I hate it that it ends this way.