It’s Late (Acoustic Version) David Gray

It’s late, wake up
Baby wake up
It’s late

It’s late
Wake up
Honey wake up
It’s late

Diving into that sea of images
Thunderin’ white horses
Having frozen in stasis

No turning back
Baby from where we’re gone
No turning back
Honey from where we’re gone

Like a feeling that’s small that a heart can hold
Somehow control
Then multiplied out a billion fold
A billion fold
A billion fold
A billion fold

You know how it is