Never Too Late for Love

These are the sounds of the town where you were born

Where you grew up, where you were married

Where you'll probably die

That's the way we do things they will tell you

When you want to know why

Church bells ring at odd hours

But dinner's always ready at 8

And the jasmine floats in from the mountains to our window

And it's never too late

For love, love

Maybe I've been fighting for the wrong things all along

But you bring me flowers in the morning and

I know it's worth the wait

Church bells ring at odd hours

But dinner's always ready at 8

And the jasmine floats in from the mountains to our window

And it's never too late

For love, love

'Cuz these are the sounds this is the town

You are the man

This is the only place I've ever found where I can stand still

And all I need is you here with me and I know I always will

Love, love, love

You