i woke up

i woke the dead up

i was a child

who never wanted to grow up


i used to drink

until i'd throw up

to quicken the day

i never thought you would show up


so when i run

i run until dark

so i can't see

the mess i make


oh foolish, it's too late

foolie-coolie, it's too late, too late


i will walk

in a straight line

how could i not

now that you're mine


our love

is a fire

it can't be controlled

sometimes you've got to go slow


will i be outdone

have i gone to far

i fear the fates

the lie-in-waits


oh foolish, if it's too late

foolie-coolie, it's too late, too late


it's where you are

not where you're going

not where you're from

you are what you love

and that is all