Текст песни Olivia Newton-John - Choosing (When It`s Too Late)
Olivia Newton-John - Choosing (When It`s Too Late) слова песни
(Tim Rice/John Farrar)I`ve tried to ignoreAll the stench of your lifeOnly holding backFor my wifeEven she has seenYour poisoned soul displayedSeen each move you`ve madeContaminate, degradeWho`s this juvenile? Who this infantile clown? He`s not even worthKnocking downStamp your tiny footMy precious little lambBleat ad nauseamBut I don`t give a damnWhere to go? Heart ever boundedCoward? No--spirit confoundedAlways hoping belief will bring releaseGod alone can give me peaceWatching me scream and hateOnly choosing when it`s too lateMay this imbecileCause your heart to feel joyYou did after allChoose the toyDo you now supposeI`ll leave with no reply? Basic laws applyAn eye demands an eyeWhere to go? Heart ever boundedCoward? No--spirit confoundedAlways hoping belief will bring releaseGod alone can give me peaceWatching me scream and hateOnly choosing when it`s too late