Cliff Richard - Choosing (When It's Too Late) - Текст песни

I've tried to ignore
    All the stench of your life
    Only holding back
    For my wife
    Even she has seen
    Your poisoned soul displayed
    Seen each move you've made
    Contaminate, degrade

    Who's this juvenile?
    Who's this infantile clown?
    He's not ever worth
    Knocking down
    Stamp your tiny foot
    My precious little lamb
    Bleat ad nauseam
    But I don't give a damn

    Where to go? Heart ever hounded
    Coward? No - spirit confounded
    Always hoping belief will bring release
    God alone can give me peace
    Watching me scream and hate
    Only choosing when it's too late

    May this imbecile
    Cause your heart to feel joy
    You did after all 
    Choose the toy
    Do you now suppose
    I'll leave with no reply?
    Basic laws apply
    An eye demands an eye

    Where to go? Heart ever hounded
    Coward? No - spirit confounded
    Always hoping belief will bring release
    God alone can give peace
    Watching me scream and hate
    Only choosing when it's too late