It's too late, it's too late, am I too late? ...

 Clipped wings, I was a broken thing
Had a voice, had a voice but I could not sing

 Zobacz, tysiące ludzi z lodu, siedzi na schodach
i w miejskim słońcu iskrzy się.

 I będzie jak dawniej, Przestańmy się spieszyć,
Zacznijmy od nowa, Od tych małych rzeczy.

 From the very first time we loved
From the very first time we touched

 Now I can't get ya out of my brain
Ohh, its such a shame

 I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side

 We see a storm is closing in,
Pretending we ain't scared.

 My spirit's sleeping some where cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home

 Turn your magic on, To me she’d say
Everything you want’s a dream away

 I won't waste another day wishing this would fade away
Running, we're not looking back