It's not too late.
It's not too late for you to come back.
For you to come back to me,
and set us on the right track.
It's not too late.
It's not too late to hear those sweet words,
Those three simple words, that all say,
but when you sat it with truth, cure my whole day.
It's not too late.
It's not too late for you to sweep me off my feet.
For us to make believe and create our own fantasy.
For you to kiss me so tenderly and so sweet.
It's not too late.
It's not too late to make things right
and bring that moonlight glow
that you and I both know.
But it's your turn now, to come to me.
It's not late, that I can clearly see.