(Nanci Griffith)
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You pace the pool and talk about it
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I read my book and think about it
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You've walked on water
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As I'm turning the page
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You say, "What's the intrigue here...
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In reading when the sky is clear?"
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You are in the sun
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And I am always in the shade
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It's too late to leave you
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You know that I will never leave you
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It's too late to know you
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You don't like to be known
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You would never hold me
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I don't like to be held
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I will always love you
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In spite of myself
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I can feel the weather changing
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The leaves are tired and turned with anger
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They fall around us like a veil
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Of golden tears
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You have never needed me
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And I'm not good at being needed
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This season will be leaving us
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But we will still be here
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[Chorus]
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Do you miss me when I'm far away?
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Do you save me for your rainy days?
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Is my picture on the mantle...
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Or is it in the fire?
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It's odd the way the years fly by
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They leave us standing side by side
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You have been my mystery
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And I've been your desire
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[Chorus]
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It's Too Late
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| Nanci Griffith |
