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[Verse 1]
The days may come
The days may go
Like the dreams of love
That we shared so long ago
[Verse 2]
It's the time, it's the place
To realize that I was wrong
It's too late, he wins
And it's there that you belong
[Bridge]
It's there you will find
All the love I couldn't give
While I live in regret
For as long as I may live
[Verse 3]
The years will pass
But your memory will live on
It's too late, he wins
And it's there that you belong
[Piano Solo]
[Bridge]
It's there you will find
All the love I couldn't give
It's there you will stay
For as long as you may live
[Verse 2]
It's the time, it's the place
To realize that I was wrong
It's too late, he wins
And it's there that you belong
It's too late, he wins
And it's there that you belong
It’s Too Late, He Wins was written by Gordon Lightfoot.
It’s Too Late, He Wins was produced by Art Snider.