Texty: Alison Moyet. Hoodoo. Never Too Late.

I saw a face, grey as the cold December
A face I know, not the one that I remember
I wanted to hide but I cant run out on you forever
[Milky eyes like opal stones
Staring through a stained glass window
It's never too late to change your mind
Looking through a stained glass window]
It's never too late

I know a man, couldn't change the peace that stands between us
But these open hands are empty bowls to fill
[Come for the one who pays the most
You don't get thanks for loyalty]
And all your friends, they've gone and sold you down the river
They've got your phone book now
[Once your life was a fiery feast
Now it's just a burning ember]

It's never too late
We'll get it back together
It's never too late
Release me from this sorrow

Will you never learn, love knows no bounds
Beggar or a king, it will bring you down
Fool may I be, cant give up the ghost that haunts me

I saw a face, grey as a cold December

It's never too late