Never Too Late
You want to make me believe...
That everything you've ever done,
Was for me.
But...
All I've ever seen,
Was you take the seat of the pilot.
And...
I was in the cabin being the cleanup boy.
You want to make me believe...
That everything you've ever done,
Was for me.
But...
All I've ever seen,
Was you take the seat of the pilot.
And...
I was in the cabin being the cleanup boy.
You want to make me believe...
You would be there to have my back,
Watching.
You want to make me believe...
You'd protect me from any attack,
Watching.
You want to make me believe...
All I had to do is just sit and wait,
Before I get a taste of delicious cake.
And every piece of it you ate!
You want to make me believe...
That everything you've ever done,
Was for me.
But...
All I've ever seen,
Was you take the seat of the pilot.
And...
I was in the cabin being the cleanup boy.
You want to make me believe...
All I had to do is just sit and wait,
Before I get a taste of delicious cake.
And every piece of it you ate!
Then...
Have me accept it's never too late.
Then...
Have me accept it's never too late.
Then...
Have me accept it's never too late.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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