Tuesday, March 18, 2008

I'm holding on your rope,
got me ten feet off the ground
i'm hearing what you say, but i just can't make a sound

you tell me that you need me,
then you go and cut me down, but wait
you tell that you're sorry, didn't think i turned around
and say...

it's too late to apologize, its too late

take another chacen
take a fall, take a shot for you
i need you like a heart needs a beat but isn't new

i loved you with a fire red,
now it's turning blue,
and you say "sorry" like an angel

heaven lets me think was you,
but i'm afraid

it's too late to apologize, it's too late

i holding on your rope,
got me ten feet off the ground...

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