Too Late

Too Late
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And so you have comeback to me
Since time at last has set you free
And offered me again the heart
Whose earthly hope was found in thee
And so you come to me once more,
And say the old love’s growing, yet
You’ve tried through all these dreary years
You’ve tried though vainly to forget

Come close and let me see your face
Your chestnut hair is touched with snow
But yet Is it the same dear face
I loved so fondly years ago
The same that on that summer day
Bent over me and kissed my brow
Oh, happy hour of trusting falth
Oh, well, it is all over now

No no I cannot take your hand
God never gives us back our youth
The falth and love you questioned then
Was given to you in perfect truth:
A woman’s ways, a woman’s tongue,
Sent doubt and anguish to your breast
You left me and my heart is dead,
No voice can ere disturb its rest

Forgive I cannot say th the word:
You never meant to do me wrong
God sent this anguish to my heart
To help me to be brave and strong
For well I think I love you, yet
As friend to friend God bless you, dear!
And lead you through the darkened ways
To where the skies are always clear