Too Late - Club des Belugas

Written by：Maxim Illion/Kitty the Bill/Anna-Luca

Same plea adorable

Its style any walk spend talks when he smiles

And he far a fool

His tricks still

There is no way to wait this

Bring him us since to haunt you down

I find you close your eyes and try to think

Of an asking way

But no

It's too late

Is it too late dear

Oh

Oh

Oh shapely be witching

The last that it tells I like

Wonderful spells that to want

Recognize until it's too late dear

Too late dear

Any crowed any scrip

It's too late to regret all you beard

Paralyze

And you close your eyes and try to think

Of an asking way

But no

It's too late

Yeah it's too late dear

Oh

Oh

Oh

Oh

But thought a sound dear

He way sneak out dear

Out of your bed of your head

And out of your life

There'll be something left dear

Wait in your heart dear

It's a strove part in bear party its manner

It's tell you say cuts

Like a nice

I find you close your eyes and try to think

Of an asking way

But no

It's too late

Oh it's too late dear