Is It Too Late?

And the lights of the car
Pointing into the dark
And the station was close
Why did it feel so far?

And you held my hand
But it only made me sad
When you sat on the back
What did you mean by that

Oh, is it too late?

As we stood in the cold
Your head against my chest
And the snow in your hair
Melting beneath my breath

And I tried to tell you
But I was too afraid
Baby please, won't you stay?
That's what I meant to say