sitting all alone with my whisky on ice i wonder why he s not with me tonight if the rain is on tonight then i won t sleep i m haunted by this loneliness i keep and it s too late to cry cause we left it all behind too late to cry cause there s nothing left to find you won t get more than you re living for and it s too late to cry tonight doesn t seem much point in us carrying on we pretend to cry but the feelings are gone i hear the death man has lost his mate the silence that follows him tells me of our fate and it s too late to cry cause we left it all behind too late to cry cause there s nothing left to find you won t get more than you re living for and it s too late to cry tonight the empty glass before me tells the story in my eyes the dimness it has given me won t let me realize that love is more or less the state of mind we go through with no guarantee to what it holds me or you and it s too late to cry cause we left it all behind too late to cry cause there s nothing left to find you won t get more than you re living for and it s too late to cry tonight