Mistakes… Too late,
What do I do if I have to wait?
Last chance, to take his hand,
One more dance to find out where we stand.
I take this time,
To close my eyes,
To see precisely what I did wrong in my life.
Suspended by my broken energy,
I never knew what he truly thought of me.
Please take my hand,
For one last dance,
Where we stand.
Who I am is a never-ending mystery,
To anyone and everyone, including me.
I grip a pass to a ride and it’s called “My Life,”
I wish you’d hold me tight so we can dance all night.
To feel your passion and soft whispers in my ear,
I hold this image so I know you’ll forever be here.
Oh, never let me go,
Oh, please never let me go.