filled with doubt theres a fire burning its hard to live on a vanishing shore but the following day will come and itll be time for answers now take her hand before he closes the door its not too late to tell her you love her its not too late to tell her you care its not too late to try to recover its not too late to trample your fear do your best and try to remember its not the finish but the fight that makes the man dont let your heart give into whispers its time to take things into your hands its not too late to tell her you love her its not too late to tell her you care its not too late to try to recover its not too late to trample your fear dont forget what your heart signed up for and that the thorn comes with the rose the it too runs empty while the winding river flows its not too late to tell her you love her its not too late to tell her you care its not too late to try to recover its not too late to trample your fear keep in mind that the heavens colder stars burn with envy for her eyes all those fears in sheeps clothing just sweep them all down from the sky its not too late to tell her you love her its not too late to tell her you care its not too late to try to recover its not too late to trample your fear its not too late to tell her you love her its not too late to tell her you care its not too late to try to recover its not too late to trample your fear its not too late to trample your fear its not too late to trample your fear