Clarks - Born Too Late lyrics

Vincent will you teach me how to paint

Teresa will I ever be a saint

John I really think your songs are great

I was born too late

William will you teach me how to write

Cassius will you show me how to fight

Thomas A. I think I see the light

I was born tonight

I've had a hard time leaving this town

I've been losing everything that I've found

I'm gonna search the sky, kiss the ground

Build it up and tear it back down

I've had a hard time leaving this place

I've been counting all the lines on my face

I'm gonna curse the sky, hit the ground

What goes up comes tumbling down

Jimi show me how you play that thing

Elvis will I ever be a king

and Jerry all the joy and love you bring

I was born to sing

Martin Luther King show me the way

Jesus Buddha teach me how to pray

Christopher I think I see the bay

I was born today