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Temerosa de que sea demasiado tarde

Quindon Tarver

Afraid It's Too Late

She Sits At the Window
All Dressed in White
Been a Long Time Since She's Cried
Tears Called ....tumbling Down
She Remembers Her Childhood Brown
She's Afraid It's Too Late
She Steps Out On the Porch
Takes a Minute From Her Day
Just Like When She Was a Child
To Listen What the Wind Would Say
She Was Carefree Like the Children Are Today
Says, She Loves You, Won't You Come Out and Play
She's Afraid It's Too Late

When She Was a Child
She Had Crowns Hiding Gold
With Such Awe, Each Flower She Did Hold
And She...the Grass Beneath Her Feet
How She Hated Things That Were Already Late

They Took Away Her Laughter
They Took Away Her Crown
They Said "Hey Girl, You Gotta Keep Your Feet On the Ground"
She Said "Oh, But They Are"
They Say "Well Laughter Won't Pay Your Bills"
A Flower Fell From Her Hand, Falling Still
They Taught Her to Be Respectable
Responsible Somehow
They Taught Her to Be in Every....
She Forgot How It Felt to Have Leaves of Grass Beneath Her Feet
Now Every Thought Screams to Return to Her Childhood Royalty
She's Afraid It's Too Late

She Takes One Last Moment
Before Going Inside
She Takes a Coat
To Dry Her Eye
She ... and It All Becomes Clear
It's Probably Laughter That Gets You What You Need
....more Than Here
She's Afraid It's Too Late

La La La La
La La Da Da Laaah

Temerosa de que sea demasiado tarde

Ella se sienta en la ventana
Vestida de blanco
Ha pasado mucho tiempo desde que lloró
Lágrimas caen sin parar
Recuerda su infancia marrón
Tiene miedo de que sea demasiado tarde
Ella sale al porche
Se toma un momento de su día
Como cuando era niña
Para escuchar lo que el viento diría
Era despreocupada como los niños de hoy
Dice que te ama, ¿no saldrás a jugar?
Tiene miedo de que sea demasiado tarde

Cuando era niña
Tenía coronas escondiendo oro
Con asombro, cada flor que sostenía
Y ella... la hierba bajo sus pies
Cómo odiaba las cosas que ya estaban tarde

Le quitaron su risa
Le quitaron su corona
Dijeron 'Oye chica, debes mantener los pies en la tierra'
Ella dijo 'Oh, pero lo están'
Ellos dicen 'Bueno, la risa no pagará tus cuentas'
Una flor cayó de su mano, cayendo quieta
Le enseñaron a ser respetable
Responsable de alguna manera
Le enseñaron a estar en todo...
Olvidó cómo se sentía tener hojas de hierba bajo sus pies
Ahora cada pensamiento grita por regresar a su realeza infantil
Tiene miedo de que sea demasiado tarde

Toma un último momento
Antes de entrar
Se pone un abrigo
Para secarse los ojos
Ella... y todo se aclara
Probablemente sea la risa lo que te da lo que necesitas
... más que aquí
Tiene miedo de que sea demasiado tarde

La La La La
La La Da Da Laaah

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