| Your eyes are moist, you scream and shout
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| As though you were a man possessed
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| From deep inside comes rushing forth
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| All the anguish you suppressed
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| Up on your wall hangs your degree
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| Your parents craved so much for you
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| And though you’re trained to make your mark
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| You still don’t quite know what to do
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| It’s never too late to start all over again
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| To love the people you caused the pain
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| And help them learn your name
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| Oh, no, not too late
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| It’s never too late to start all over again
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| Well, it’s much too late to start again
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| To try and find a little bliss
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| So on your woman and your child
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| You release your bitterness
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| You drift apart some more each day
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| You feel the guilt and loneliness
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| And the God of your childhood you can’t find
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| To save you from your emptiness
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| It’s never too late to start all over again
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| To love the people you caused the pain
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| And help them learn your name
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| Oh, no, not too late
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| It’s never too late to start all over again
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| You say you’ve only got one life to live
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| And when you’re dead you’re gone
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| Your family comes to your grave
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| And with tears in their eyes
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| They tell you, you did something wrong
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| «You left us alone»
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| Tell me who’s to say after all is done
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| And you’re finally gone, you won’t be back again
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| You can find a way to change today
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| You don’t have to wait 'til then
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| It’s never too late to start all over again (it's never too late)
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| It’s never too late to start all over again (to start all over again)
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| It’s never too late to start all over again (oh no, not too late)
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| It’s never too late |