#39 TOO EARLY TO BE THIS LATE
#39 TOO EARLY TO BE THIS LATE
(Americana)
My friend Sandra introduced us.
Spring semester, final dance.
You kept explaining physics,
Cute but nervous, gave you a chance.
The right choice I learned quickly.
Your nerves left, out came the goofy.
The funny and smart,
Spent hours debating movies.
Talked past the dance's end, through the night.
Timeless, things turned from good to right.
You said there at my dorm's back gate.
"Is this the time? Must be a mistake!"
"It's way too early to be this late."
It's been that way ever since.
Talked and laughed through a marriage,
Two sons, five, no wait six, houses,
Hard life sometimes, most times we cherished.
Family and friends share the same tale,
Countless weekends, parties and trips.
In a corner laughing, just us two,
Into that timeless place we'd slip.
Fall morning, still half dressed,
Youngest just gone from the nest.
Some times for the timeless, time doesn't wait.
Shared glance, same thought, no debate,
It's far too early to be this late.
Hospitals are noisy and cold,
Staff whisper to us, trying to console.
I've kissed you, hugged you, now don't want to look.
Gather up your glasses and your book.
First of many hills left to climb,
Timeless, now tossed back into time.
Only you could make time itself slow,
We were at that gate a moment ago.
I'm just not ready. Can we please wait,
Living without you just can't be my fate.
My love, my life: it's too early to be this late.