too late to tell

too late to tell
by me(whatever)
to too late to tell

Returning to my current state,
I become quite tired.
Switching off the light switch,
I close the door to my room.

There's only one 'me',
so how come it's always so different?
Flipping through the pages of old stories,
I awaken a little wistful.

It's too late to tell,
if it's a dream or a nightmare.
It's too late to tell,
if it's a truth or a lie.

So before this fades away,
should I take this chance?
Just to tell you...
It's too late to tell.

I hide myself in a green mirage,
pretending I don't care.
The person I was that day,
is stuck in the words lying on the page.

This unseeing city,
passes me by everyday.
The night I wish would fall,
Is delaying it's voice from the sky.

The wrong answers I've come up with,
The important things I've let go of.
Would they have smiled at me again?
It's too late to tell.

It's too late to tell,
if the rain will stop falling.
It's too late to tell,
if I really needed you.

It's too late to tell,
If it was better to say nothing.
It's too late to tell,
If I regret it.

The person I will become,
will I like them?
Even if it's too late,
Can I let go of these words?

Because before I realized,
our time had disappeared.
Without saying anything,
it's too late to tell.