Too late I stayed,--forgive the crime!
Unheeded flew the hours;
How noiseless falls the foot of time
That only treads on flowers.
-- William Robert Spencer (1770-1834)
-- Lines to Lady A. Hamilton
Stayed in bed all morning just to pass the time,
There's something wrong here here can be no more denying,
One of us is changing, or maybe we just stopped trying,
And it's too late, baby, now, it's too late,
Though we really did try to make it,
Something inside has died and I can't hide and I just can't fake it....
