Too Late Lyrics
| Song | Too Late |
| Artist | The Mamas & the Papas |
| Album | The Papas & the Mamas |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (John Phillips) | |
| When it抯 too late for talking, | |
| But it抯 too early to be walking | |
| And your world slowly stops its spin... | |
| When the mind that once was open shuts | |
| And no one can get in... | |
| And we know that you抮e faking, | |
| And there抯 no give or taking... | |
| And no one抯 really sure who抯 been had. | |
| When the love and trust have turned to dust, | |
| And that was all you had... | |
| Get on your pony and ride; | |
| Get on your pony and ride. | |
| No one to catch up to you, | |
| If you try. | |
| Get on your pony and ride; | |
| Get on your pony and ride. | |
| No one to catch up to you, | |
| If you try. | |
| No one to catch up to you, | |
| If you try...cause I抳e tried. | |
| Cause when the mind that once was open shuts | |
| And you knock on the door, nobody answers anymore... | |
| When the love and trust has turned to dust... | |
| When the mind that once was open shuts... | |
| When you knock on the door, nobody answers anymore... | |
| When the love and trust has turned to dust... |
| John Phillips | |
| When it zha too late for talking, | |
| But it zha too early to be walking | |
| And your world slowly stops its spin... | |
| When the mind that once was open shuts | |
| And no one can get in... | |
| And we know that you zhen e faking, | |
| And there zha no give or taking... | |
| And no one zha really sure who zha been had. | |
| When the love and trust have turned to dust, | |
| And that was all you had... | |
| Get on your pony and ride | |
| Get on your pony and ride. | |
| No one to catch up to you, | |
| If you try. | |
| Get on your pony and ride | |
| Get on your pony and ride. | |
| No one to catch up to you, | |
| If you try. | |
| No one to catch up to you, | |
| If you try... cause I ni e tried. | |
| Cause when the mind that once was open shuts | |
| And you knock on the door, nobody answers anymore... | |
| When the love and trust has turned to dust... | |
| When the mind that once was open shuts... | |
| When you knock on the door, nobody answers anymore... | |
| When the love and trust has turned to dust... |
| John Phillips | |
| When it zhā too late for talking, | |
| But it zhā too early to be walking | |
| And your world slowly stops its spin... | |
| When the mind that once was open shuts | |
| And no one can get in... | |
| And we know that you zhěn e faking, | |
| And there zhā no give or taking... | |
| And no one zhā really sure who zhā been had. | |
| When the love and trust have turned to dust, | |
| And that was all you had... | |
| Get on your pony and ride | |
| Get on your pony and ride. | |
| No one to catch up to you, | |
| If you try. | |
| Get on your pony and ride | |
| Get on your pony and ride. | |
| No one to catch up to you, | |
| If you try. | |
| No one to catch up to you, | |
| If you try... cause I nǐ e tried. | |
| Cause when the mind that once was open shuts | |
| And you knock on the door, nobody answers anymore... | |
| When the love and trust has turned to dust... | |
| When the mind that once was open shuts... | |
| When you knock on the door, nobody answers anymore... | |
| When the love and trust has turned to dust... |
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