It's Too Late (live in France) - The Streets

She said 'Meet me at the gates at eight

'Leave now, don't be late'

She said one day she'd walk away

'Cause I was always late

Thought things were okay

Didn't care though anyway

Say 'Sorry, babe, I had to meet a mate'

Tempting fate

We first met through a shared view

She loved me and I did too

It's now seven-fifty

Getting ready, better be nifty

Do my hair quickly

Step out, it's cloudy

Mate bells me to borrow money

I've got two henrys and a dealer to pay

Call up on geezers to rid these green trees

From my reeking jeans

Got a You-Think-I-Care air

Out glaring geezers' stares

I'm here and I'm there

Couldn't see past the end of my beer

What was getting near

All of the silence after the tears

I didn't know it was over

Till it was too late, too late

But if I ever needed you

Would you be there?

She said 'Meet me at the gates, don't be late'

But pretty soon the day came for change

And I was glad she never walked away

So I'm choosing what to wear

Doing my hair with an hour to spare

When my life went pear

She'd been there with a fixed stare

Big wheel climbed to the top

Geezers' stares bounced off

Standing at the top of this huge mountain

Smiling and shouting

Spring flowers sprouting

Not one inch of doubt in my mind

As I reached the gates

Came around the corner at a rate

Risked her love

But I was gonna set things straight

Never again am I gonna be late (x3)

I didn't know it was over

Till it was too late, too late

But if I ever needed you

Would you be there?

I said meet me at the gates

Leave now, don't be late

I waited for a while

Listening to her voicemail

Mind set sail

Then the facts turned me pale

Wind, rain, hail

My fears unveiled for my fair female

She'd walked away

Too little to late

I step up the pace

Walk past the gate

Rain runs over my face

Spirit falls from grace

I purchase a hazy escape at the alcohol place

In the Chase, I sat down, got a fat frown

Weeping and drown in my senses

For this love game's expensive

I walk in a trance

Got a wounded soldier stance

And the everyday geezers' stares throw me off balance

Now nothing holds significance

And nothing holds relevance

Cause the only thing I can see is her elegance

I didn't know it was over

Till it was too late, too late

But if I ever needed you

Would you be there?

I didn't know it was over

Till it was too late, too late

But if I ever needed you

Would you be there?