Too Late

I knew you could not forget me
Couldn't if you tried
You'd spoken truth on Upper Street:
I was your soul and you were mine

But the fire was too hot for you
And you took your burned hand away
And gave it to an ordinary love
To soothe it every day:

And now you come to me too late, too late
And now you come to me too late

Where there were no barriers
You've grown up ghosts between us now;
Their cold fingers pull me back –
They hunt my courage down

And now you come to me too late

You sold your lovely soul while I never found the one
Who had the currency for mine

And now you come to me too late