Too Late - Club des Belugas
Written by：Maxim Illion/Kitty the Bill/Anna-Luca
Same plea adorable
Its style any walk spend talks when he smiles
And he far a fool
His tricks still
There is no way to wait this
Bring him us since to haunt you down
I find you close your eyes and try to think
Of an asking way
But no
It's too late
Is it too late dear
Oh
Oh
Oh shapely be witching
The last that it tells I like
Wonderful spells that to want
Recognize until it's too late dear
Too late dear
Any crowed any scrip
It's too late to regret all you beard
Paralyze
And you close your eyes and try to think
Of an asking way
But no
It's too late
Yeah it's too late dear
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
But thought a sound dear
He way sneak out dear
Out of your bed of your head
And out of your life
There'll be something left dear
Wait in your heart dear
It's a strove part in bear party its manner
It's tell you say cuts
Like a nice
I find you close your eyes and try to think
Of an asking way
But no
It's too late
Oh it's too late dear
