I sit and watch alone.
Emotions of a room just keep me staring on.
Just watching lives go by,
I draw comparisons, some are just like mine.

Works of fiction in my mind.
Well they get lost on me, from time to time.
I try to be the best i can.
The price is always high i hope you understand.

Is it all too late?
Is it all too late?

Could you be my great mistake?
The great mistake i'd never make.
And of us what would become?
It's hard to know you've lost if you think you've never won.

Is it all too late?
Is it all too late?
Is it all too late?
Is it all too late?