Better late than never, and better now than later
I must invade the space we've left between us 'til now.
Your one important job,
The one that could redifine the purpose of your life
was left along with mine -
In the hands of fate
In the hands of time
We have drawn that line...
With a blameless silent pact we've left our chance for real closeness behind
Better late than never, and better now than later
I must invade the space we've kept between us 'til now
A better understanding was never found but rather sought
I will have bought my piece of stock in your life
In these words we share
I will light a flare
In our disrepair
I have finally come undone enough
To break our broken stare and start to care
Better late than never - if ever tomorrow my way comes
I promise i will perform what I've rehearsed
'Cuz Dad I need to see what the outcome wouldn't be
I do not believe you'd run if I spoke first
If I brought it up
Would it be enough
Would we have to front?
I think this conversation is one we've both been waiting for to start.