Late to run late to hide late to hold my own.
Late to turn back change my mind and leave it all behind.
I done you wrong like so many else said sorry said goodbye can't rewind.
Birdies flutter on the ceiling before you fly to the sky.

I just wanna find my way
You clever with he words you say
But if I go out I'll go out too far, way to far i'll lose my grip as I find the thr pain suffocating myself.
Lose the fight that's left.
Will the bitter be more than sweet if I use only my two feet to heal myself from this grip you have on me.