Well, it's too late for walking in the middle,. Too late to try.. Yes, it's too late for sitting in the balance,. No more middle line.. . Oh, it's too late for walking on fences,.
There will never be another. Who will love me like You. There will never be another. Who could hold me, mold me. . There will never be another. Who could love me purely.
I face the day again. Against the window pane.. I remain your closest friend,. And wish you back again.. You wonder how I feel;. You think you've pushed too far..