When the clock beats two and night kisses the morning A dizzy farewell song keeps clawing my ears The sense of my head obeys and goes alarming But the pipers within my chest keep blowing their horns So if you're in doubt I'm not desperate by the hour You know I've tried To break this dead end of ours And pass like a dove But it's too late to exit from love It's too late to pass through I really should Well, I'm captured by a cliché But I can't find no door I always waited politely to sometimes get chosen And I've blamed my sweet little mum "I ain't no fortunate son" For so long I've chewed these words with no chance to use 'em For so long I've really thought I was the only one So if I'm not Let us share all these drunken hours And let us fly From the roof of this tower To higher above For it's too late to exit from love It's too late to pass through I really should Well, I'm captured by a cliché But I can't find no door I'ts too late little baby