[00:00.000] 作词 : 池非_ORZ
[00:01.000] 作曲 : 池非_ORZ
[00:02.000] 编曲 : 池非_ORZ
[00:08.032]Your sweater’s crumpled in my closet still,
[00:14.490]Half-packed memories, coffee cups we couldn’t fill.
[00:22.031]We used to talk till dawn, now silence cuts the night—
[00:29.011]Two stubborn hearts too proud to make it right.
[00:35.578]We swore we’d never burn, but let the fire spread,
[00:39.155]Now ashes choke the words we left unsaid.
[00:43.546](Too late, too late…)
[00:46.721]Too late to glue the cracks we both ignored,
[00:53.916]Too late to chase the love we dropped on the floor.
[01:01.170]I stare at the couch where your shadow stays—
[01:05.012]We built this mess, then blamed the crumbling walls.
[01:08.582](Why’d we walk? Why’d we stall?)
[01:11.900]Now it’s too late.
[01:15.517](Too late, too late…)
[01:22.718]That August night, car radio on repeat,
[01:29.776]You sang off-key, I laughed till I couldn’t breathe.
[01:36.545]Now your seat’s just dust and a rusted-out view—
[01:43.258]Rearview mirrors lie. There’s no trace of you.
[01:50.344]We swore we’d never burn, but let the fire spread,
[01:53.835]Now ashes choke the words we left unsaid.
[02:01.504](Too late, too late…)
[02:05.334]Too late to glue the cracks we both ignored,
[02:08.481]Too late to chase the love we dropped on the floor.
[02:15.724]I stare at the couch where your shadow stays—
[02:19.764]We built this mess, then blamed the crumbling walls.
[02:23.602](Why’d we walk? Why’d we stall?)
[02:26.809]Now it’s too late.
[02:30.435](Too late, too late…)
[02:31.623]We planted “maybe” seeds but forgot to rain,
[02:37.042]Let “next time” turn to “never” again.
[02:42.863](Too late, too late…)
[02:45.030]Harvest moon watched us turn to ghosts,
[02:47.895]Clutching pride while we lost what mattered most.
[02:54.619]Too late to stitch the wounds we ripped apart,
[03:01.985]Too late to share the air, split heart from heart.
[03:09.097]I call your number—just a hollow tone—
[03:13.122]Echoes of “later” laugh at how we’ve grown.
[03:16.630](Why’d we quit? Why’d we lie?)
[03:20.185]Now it’s too late.
[03:23.608](Too late, too late…)
[03:24.849]Your keychain’s tangled with my junk drawer keys,
[03:30.834]Winter slams the door where you used to breathe.
[03:38.064]“Almost” froze to dust in the empty space—
[03:42.025]Our forever’s just a ghost I can’t erase.
[03:46.911](Too late… Too late…)