TOO LATE
Written by A.J. Croce,
Croce Publishing (ASCAP)
Easily distracted
She was taken from my arms
It was nothing new
I overreacted
And was shaking like a gambler
Paid in IOU's
Now it's too late baby
That's alright
So early in the morning
It's much too late
To say good night
Painful as it was
I couldn't do a thing
To change the rising tide
I never knew the cause
Until I took a pause
And my eyes opened wide
There's so much about your past
I'll never know
I never cared
I never asked
About your past
I never dared