Amanda Marshall Too Little, Too Late

Tuesday night
Seven thirty
I hear a voice on the telephone
Doin' fine
then it hits me
the voice that I am hearing means you're not alone
I thought it would be easy, but it's not
and now I would give all that I've got, but it's

CHORUS:
too little, too late
no going back to the start
you only lose when you hesitate
and now that I would give you my heart--
it's too little, too late

Two more weeks
I start to wonder
if what I'm missing's really worth these tears
what's the point
you've found another
and I just keep on talking but you just can't hear
you swore you'd wait forever and a day
I never thought I'd live to hear you say
that it's

CHORUS

So mad about me,
you couldn't live without me
now you say you're "moving on"
I took the long way,
I told you "maybe someday"
I guess I made you wait too long...ohhh.

I know I've only got myself to blame
and I still got my pride, but just the same--it's just

CHORUS

and now you tell me, that it's

CHORUS

it's too little...too late.