My Grand Belief In Never

never too late  
the silence of your smile winding through the messages left of the walls of time
never too late  
the cross cut of your passion a brush stroke on the canvas of my wicked, wicked youth  
never too late
 
if the storyteller forgets it's never too late for the mystery
never too late  
the shadows of your touch singing the blues on the soundtrack of my snow covered soul  
never too late
 
if the candle burns to the wick tonight it's never to late for the answer
 
never too late for i love you