Too Late - Aston Merrygold

The thought of cold hands

Clapping in a half empty room

Broken sound that lingers like a perfume

And the cold of a moonlight

Hit me as I walked outside

Lord, forgive me

But you know I tried

I’m a long way gone but I’m still young

So stop me If I fall too soon

The heart is gone, I can’t run

So stop me If I fall too soon

‘Cuz It’s too late for yesterday

Too early for tomorrow

It’s been a long road

You can’t go back home

‘Till you find a reason

Why you were gone

‘Till you find a reason

‘Till you find a reason

The hot hands and cold sweats

Starring in the mirror until you know for sure

You can find a strength to open the door

Blind lights and bright lights

Chasing the thought of another day, another dime

I was led to believe these dreams could be mine

I’m a long way gone, I can’t run

So stop me If I fall too soon

‘Cuz It’s too late for yesterday

Too early for tomorrow

It’s been a long road

You can’t go back home

‘till you find a reason

Why you were gone

‘Cuz It’s too late for yesterday

Too early for tomorrow

It’s been a long road

You can’t go back home

‘Till you find a reason

Why you were gone

‘Till you find a reason

‘Till you find a reason