The music box begins to play I reminisce of you, a distant dream.
Oh so casually the rift began, the weeks, the months,
there seemed to be no end.
But wasted time, oh so much time to say, it's not too late.

Turn your heat this way and love me, love me.
Please don't turn away, just love me, love me.
The music box continues play I dream of better days,
better than these, joyful memories.

Is this my fate, I can't escape?
Some things I can't undo.
Forgiveness please, right now I'm trying to say, it's not too late.