Falling down, it inspires me, makes me think big
They said, two and a bottle, I wouldn’t be wandering away
Feelings are scarce, and you call out for yourself
They said home is right here, but I wouldn’t find it uphill
It’s too late to save the mornings,
they’re running from me
And the feelings they trouble themselves,
they would never be free
The running it would have been over
if I hadn’t been scared
It’s too late now
Feeling like they could be trying for something more vain
On the inside of people they cry for another defence
They said feelings are lost in a sample of something I got
And they playfully caught themselves talking about their esteem
It’s too late to save the mornings,
they’re coming aloud
And the feelings, they trouble the fires
that burns all around
And I crash, but I find myself
living in a state of your mind
It’s too late now
Oh
It’s too late to save the mornings,
but crave some for free
Now your feelings are coming from a heart
not beating for me
I got more than enough of this pain
that I saved for your time
It’s too late now