Never Too Late

You didn't notice me Love me and you will see Believe in me, my love Take wing, my dove Chase away my fears Open up my eyes Wipe away the tears No more goodbyes Bless you, my angel Sorry I have let you down You haven't a clue - oh well! I know I should not frown Cleanse my filthy soul Cleanse my filthy soul Cleanse my filthy soul Make me feel at home You make me feel whole Where do I truly roam? My love for you Is nothing new I will be your savior Everyday for sure My silence speaks another language My heart is cold as winter snow on average Your speech is fire to the coals down below Sorry, my desire's flame burned down the show The show of your courageous creativity But, there is more to show; more room for clarity Cleanse my filthy soul... Cleanse my filthy soul... Cleanse my filthy soul... Speechless, But I am searching for a reason to press forward Into the creak of substantial sensation Our madness Intertwines with the outrageous curse of awkward In the meadows of our mere exaggeration My whispered words are but a sigh This truth can't afford another lie Your silence is a disturbance of the purest of peace Your turbulent thunderstorm scared away the airborne geese The flow of my quietude is complicated But, it does not mean I wanted to be jaded! Cleanse my filthy soul... Cleanse my filthy soul... Cleanse it before it takes its negative toll.. I've been jaded by the feelings of hopelessness From the start, from the start, from the start I've been rather hated by the dealings of utter distress Of the young heart, tearing apart, so take heart And cleanse everything of me... You need a bit of cleansing too, I see... Cleanse my filthy soul... Cleanse your filthy soul... You have been hovering around my head for ages My pensive and intense poetry filled up thousands of pages Ah, and this awful disdain Drived me painfully insane I remember I lost the train Along a dark and dreary lane I act out because I can't help it, I admit Look inward and find success bit by bit Success keeps going onward Weird, I find this situation awkward... Purge out the farewells and the heavenless hells That produce horrendous loneliness in heartless cells Destiny will show us the way in which we need to go I need you more than ever and I wanted you to know That it's never too late To cleanse our souls of hate It's never our final fate To end up lost and alone in this wretched state The beginning of terrible temptation Has reduced you and I to frustration I'm not used to all this hardship you invite in again and again and again I'm also surprised to see that your insanity has made its victorious win