Jam Lyrics - Pale - Toad The Wet Sprocket

One more time he says good night 

Turns out the door and off the light 

Cursing low as if she didn't know 

One more time he'd comfort her 

As if a word could break through her 

She's so quiet and he's so sick of it 

Too long, too late this time 

Too far, too great in my mind 

One more time a run around 

Nothing meant by anyone 

Fine with them, such a quite din 

Says he wants to leave a while 

She just sits and tries to smile 

That's okay, it was boring anyway 

Too long, too late this time 

Too far, too great in my mind 

Says she needs a worshiper 

Someone who'll do anything at all for her 

Wishful thinker 

He don't need this schizo bull 

Each one misses by so far 

They don't see it come, but who ever does 

Too long, too late this time 

Too far, too great in my mind 

Too long, too late this time 

Too far, too great in my mind