Testo di Too Late, Colin

You tell me that it's different In December, I could think of you for days Lonely boy in a bubble There's no place for you so deep inside my brain It's too late to call now I lost my only one It's too late callin' home It's always the same story The Sun disputed, trapped, and never ends Every week, same old people Disappointing, a colossal waste of time It's too late to call now I lost my only one It's too late callin' home I remember sitting on that bathroom tile Living out the day when no one really cares It'll take some time to understand how love works Just one more poem