The Mamas & The Papas
The Mamas & The Papas
The Mamas & The Papas
The Mamas & The Papas
The Mamas & The Papas
The Mamas & The Papas
The Mamas & The Papas
The Mamas & The Papas
The Mamas & The Papas
The Mamas & The Papas
The Mamas & The Papas
The Mamas & The Papas
When it's too late for talking
But it's too early to be walking
And your world slowly stops its spin...
When the mind that once was open shuts
And no one can get in...
And we know that you've faking
And there's no give or taking...
And no one's really sure who's been had
When the love and trust have turned to dust
And that was all you had...
Get on your pony and ride;
Get on your pony and ride
No one to catch up to you
If you try
Get on your pony and ride;
Get on your pony and ride
No one to catch up to you
If you try
No one to catch up to you
If you try...cause I've tried
Cause when the mind that once was open shuts
And you knock on the door, nobody answers anymore...
When the love and trust has turned to dust...
When the mind that once was open shuts...
When you knock on the door, nobody answers anymore...
When the love and trust has turned to dust...
Too Late was written by John Phillips.
Too Late was produced by Lou Adler.