Too Late

as each moment passes...i understand a little more about life and the choices i make...

but a part of me is still surprised each time i make a decision and have to own up to the consequences

i'm confused about how to feel about all of this

i'm holding on your rope, got me ten feet of the ground
and i'm hearing what you say but i just can't make a sound
you tell me that you need me but then you go and cut me down
but wait
you tell me that you're sorry didn't think i'd turn around and say
that it's too late to apologize

maybe we were trying to make it something that it wasn't...
that wasn't enough to sustain it
and i kept trying
but every time it failed me...it hurt worse than before

time is the concept to consider here
because if you touched me like that again
all bets would be off

but i can't have one without the other
i can't call you to dinner when there's nothing cooking on the stove

i can't help but wonder what you're thinking
how you're feeling
if there's anything that you want to say...do...

but all i can do is wonder

and if you love something...let it go....if it comes back to you, then you know it's yours