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LATE BLOOMER (R. Harcourt)
I let my heart off the leash
I went and tread in dangerous water
My head stayed just above the beat
While all good love was led to slaughter
I wish that I had recognized my fate
I wish that I had known a little sooner
If I’d known then, what I know now
Well, I guess that I’m just a late bloomer
It’s not the first time that I’ve strayed
It’s not the first time I’ve been burned
A laundry list of stupid moves I’ve made
Lord, you think by now I would have learned
I wish that I had recognized my fate
I wish that I had known a little sooner
If I’d known then, what I know now
Well, I guess that I’m just a late bloomer
Late to try things, last to know
Learn the hard way, very slow
Repetition necessary,
Same mistakes are customary
I think most knots come untied
Trees will grow right out of soot
I’m late to bloom but first to cry and try
To keep myself from ever getting underfoot
I wish that I had recognized my fate
I wish that I had known a little sooner
If I’d known then, what I know now
Well, I guess that I’m just a late bloomer
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