The clock is ticking loud as thunder
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In this silent room
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The morning comes and I wait to see
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If it dawns on you
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That I can't make what little love you give me
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Be enough
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And I'm just a tick away from giving up
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[Chorus:]
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But it's not too late for you
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To turn this thing around
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And say the words to keep me here
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But do it now
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'Cause love is slipping through our hands
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One moment at a time
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But it's not too late
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For you to change my mind
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The rings we're wearing on our hands
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Are made of the purest gold
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But what we're doing to each other
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Is getting old
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And now, the pedestal I've put you on
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Is crumbling, too
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But it's in your power to make it good as new
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[Chorus]
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The clock is ticking loud as thunder
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In this silent room
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But it's not too late
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For you to change
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It's not too late for you to change my mind
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It's not too late for you to change my mind
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It's Not Too Late
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| Chely Wright |
