McCASLIN - TOO LATE Lyrics

Every time I stare at the ceiling
I start to see the shape of your face
I can feel the change of the seasons
In the way you started saying my name
Now every time I get that feeling
I start to wonder if we feel the same
Before I realize the moment is fleeting
I need to stop thinking before it's too late
Pull up like where my hug
Bitch I can't get enough
You got all the right stuff
Think you should meet my mom
You've got it going on
Life is here and then it's gone
Why don't we just get it on
Ooo
If I must play the fool
Burgundy, I play the flute
Ooo I know what to do
(That's stretching the truth)
Ooo
But I'mma figure I'mma figure
I'mma figure it out for you
Cus every time I stare at the ceiling
I start to see the shape of your face
I can feel the change of the seasons
In the way you started saying my name
Now every time I get that feeling
I start to wonder if we feel the same
(Oh I wonder)
Before I realize the moment is fleeting
I need to stop thinking before it's too late