Nigga listen. . Dead in the mist of this rocky storm. I sit and wonder what went wrong, oh, oh. My love had no delays. And my feeling, never faded away.
On a sinkin' ship, I'd be the first one. To jump so that it would be done. I don't wanna think about what might be. I don't really wanna see. . What I'm missin' out on when you come back.
Too late. It's too late God. Didn't you get my message. Too late. It's too late God. Didn't you get my call. How long. How long con. Combien ans avant mon respond.