There's not a sound, so it's time for me to dream.
The window pane, late city scenes,
So far away from where I was weaned.
There was a girl so long ago,
All through the park at night we go.
All just as late as it is now,
Two discontented, a young one's vow.
I'm here for you, only to adore you.
You mean everything to me.
And you're with me wherever I go,
And I miss you everywhere I go.
Well, goodbye to old friends,
I watched you go.
From where I sit now, I still say hello.
All the memories gone by, those that I couldn't call.
An eternal divide, the distance too long.
Dead as a mackerel.
Dead as a door.
Dead as a nail, but never a bore.
Always good for a laugh.
Always good for a shout.
Always good for a memory when the lights are out.
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"Late" as written by Sylvia Robinson George Kerr
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