Its not to late.....

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    This is my rendition of Three Days Grace; "Its not to late."

    Its not to late.....

    "Its not to late....."

    This life of yours, isn't what I expected.

    And if I don't belong in it, who would have guessed it?

    I don't want to live mine alone,

    I will love you with everything I own.

    To make you feel like it's not too late,

    tt's never too late.

    Even if I say

    It'll be alright.

    Still I hear you say,

    you want to end our love.

    Now and again I try,

    to keep it alive.

    Maybe we'll turn it around.

    'Cause it's not too late,

    it's never too late.

    I wonder if you will ever see,

    my love projected.

    And if there's something wrong in me showing it,

    who would have guessed it?

    And you don't have to leave it alone,

    the love you used to own.

    I wish you would feel like,

    It's not too late,

    it's never too late.

    Even if I say,

    it'll be alright.

    Still I hear you say,

    you want to end our love.

    Now and again I try,

    to keep it alive.

    Maybe we'll turn it around.

    'Cause it's not too late,

    it's never too late.

    The world we knew,

    can come back.

    The time we've lost,

    we can get it back.

    The life we had,

    could be ours again.

    This love will ever be,

    what I expected.

    And we could fix the wrong.

    Even if I say,

    it'll be alright.

    Still I hear you say,

    you want to end our love.

    Now and again I try,

    to keep it alive.

    Maybe we'll turn it around.

    'Cause it's not too late

    It's never too late.

    Maybe we'll turn it around.

    'Cause it's not too late,

    it's never too late. (It's never too late)

    It's not too late,

    it's never too late.

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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