Too Late

Got the news

Just today

Somebody told me

To get here right away

Said you were hurtin’

Said you were low

Couldn’t get a single friend

On the telephone

But it’s . . .

Too late too late too late for love

Too late too too late to start again

Too late to hope for

Some kind of . . happy end

And it was

Too long too long too long ago

These healing years go by so slow

They don’t talk to me

Don’t offer no

Means to an end . . My friend

On and on the lazy river flows

Stretching out beneath the burning sun

Here we are standing in the road

Each about to go our separate ways

Each about to go our separate ways