The Derailers - It's Too Late Lyrics
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It's Too Late
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What Are The Lyrics For It's Too Late By The Derailers?
We had our chance to make those vows
Fell in love then out somehow, at least you did I kept the flame burning bright But to save my foolish pride I kept it hid It's too late, I can hear the church bells ringing Lord, it's too late, listen to the choir singing And the tears are wellin' up and my heart's about to break When the ring goes on your finger, it's too late Hold his hand and say “I do” and he'll say The same to you and you won't hesitate So there you are, here I am A fool alone wondering why did I wait It's too late, I can hear the church bells ringing Lord, it's too late, listen to the choir singing And the tears are wellin' up and my heart's about to break When the ring goes on your finger, it's too late Well if I knew then, what I know now I'd not have been so doggone proud Well, it's too late, I can hear the church bells ringing Lord, it's too late, listen to the choir singing And the tears are wellin' up and my heart's about to break When the ring goes on your finger Lord it's too late, I can hear the church bells ringing Lord, it's too late, listen to the choir singing And the tears are wellin' up and my heart's about to break When the ring goes on your finger My love for you still lingers, it's too late When the ring goes on your finger, it's too late |
Who Wrote It's Too Late By The Derailers?
Villaneuva, Watson
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What's The Duration Of The It's Too Late By The Derailers?The duration of It's Too Late is 3:26 minutes and seconds. |
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