(bill rice/sharon rice/tracy byrd)

The clock is ticking loud as thunder
In this silent room
The morning comes and I wait to see
If it dawns on you
That I cant make what little love you give me
Be enough
And Im just a tick away from giving up

But its not too late for you
To turn this thing around
And say the words to keep me here
But do it now
cause love is slipping through our hands
One moment at a time
But its not too late
For you to change my mind

The rings were wearing on our hands
Are made of the purest gold
But what were doing to each other
Is getting old
And now, the pedestal Ive put you on
Is crumbling, too
But its in your power to make it good as new

But its not too late for you
To turn this thing around
And say the words to keep me here
But do it now
cause love is slipping through our hands
One moment at a time
But its not too late
For you to change my mind

The clock is ticking loud as thunder
In this silent room
But its not too late
For you to change

But its not too late for you
To turn this thing around
And say the words to keep me here
But do it now
cause love is slipping through our hands
One moment at a time
But its not too late
For you to change my mind

Its not too late for you to change my mind
Its not too late for you to change my mind