By CHINADOLL
Date: 14 December 1999

LATE

LATE

warm red
trickles down
drown, drown
drown sorrow
drown grief
cold wrist

i try to walk away
from the memories
my memories
memories
of you
of better days gone by
gone
long past
away
in a happy time

wondering
when will it ever be so good again
with you unreachable
unassigned in destiny
you're not there
you're not here
not with me
never again
until when

your face
eyes
lips
touch
hold my hand
clutching tightly
afraid to let go
don't ever let go
never again
until when

warm red
will spread
won't stop
can't stop it
don't want to stop it
like pain
I like the pain
pain heals
until when

like the pain inside
from the memories
of how good it used to be
how good
with you
with me
of you with me

too late
there's no other way to reach you
there's no other way to be with you
lives apart
until when

isn't it funny
that I still love
I still feel
haven't forgotten you
never will
perhaps 
until when

warm red 
cold hands
rushing, gushing out
the pain won't stop
it won't ever stop
never
until when

the pain is all there is
now
it's too late
warm red is all there is
until when
until then
until you
you are with me again
until then
it's too late