I May Be Late
Neil Finn

Your heart’s in the right place
But you’re barking up the wrong tree
It’s the other way ‘round
It looks like a sign to me

We labour in the hope of living
Leave our sandals on the beach
I get carried away
I get carried far away

I may be late, but I will find a way
To give my love to you somehow
I must be out of my mind
To even think of saying goodbye now

Why don’t we take a photograph
Make it look like someone else’s mess
Now I’m covered in shame
And I’ve taken the blame, I confess

It’s only now I am ready to say
Maybe I’m a fool baby and you’re the best
I get carried away
I get carried far away

I may be late, but I will find a way
To give my love to you somehow
I must be out of my mind
To think of saying goodbye, goodbye now

So why don’t we take a photograph
Make it look like someone else’s mess
I’m covered in shame

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