Is it Too Late for Love
Eachday I grow weary, is it too late for me?
I wonder from within where can that special one be?
I'm consumed with many questions, I'm lonely for love, I want to be ready when he comes.
Maybe I'm a dreamer because I want it so bad, is it too late to find something I never had?
Each night when I thank you for all you given me, I look up to the heavens and ask this of thee.
Is it too late for me to experience love?
Some are lucky to find that special one, some never do.
Am I that one?
I wonder from within where can that special one be?
I'm consumed with many questions, I'm lonely for love, I want to be ready when he comes.
Maybe I'm a dreamer because I want it so bad, is it too late to find something I never had?
Each night when I thank you for all you given me, I look up to the heavens and ask this of thee.
Is it too late for me to experience love?
Some are lucky to find that special one, some never do.
Am I that one?
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