Verse 1

It's a little too late

To drown in old regrets.

I can never erase

The past and its dark trace.

Chorus

But it doesn't have to define

The future I'll get on the finish line.

Verse 2

It's a little too late

To stick to vengeful hate.

I can't forgive your rage-

Coldness at centre stage.

Chorus

But it doesn't have to define

The rhythm of beats in this heart of mine.

Bridge

I can't let it go,

But I'll bury it under snow,

And my broken wings,

Will carry me to a new spring.

Chorus

Who I am is not what I did,

I'm not that girl on cloud nine,

And she doesn't get to define

The colors with which I'm about to shine.