Johnny Mathis
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JOHNNY:
Guess it's over, call it a day
Sorry that it had to end this way
No reason to pretend
We knew it had to end some day, this way

Deniece:
Yes, it's over, the kicks are gone
What's the use of tryin' to hang on?
Somewhere we lost the key
So little left for you and me and it's clear to see

Both: Too much, too little, too late to lie again with you
Too much, too little, too late to try again with you
We're in the middle of ending something that we knew

Johnny: Was over
Deniece: Oh, it was over

Both: Too much, too little, too late to ever try again
Too much, too little, too late, let's end it being friends
Too much, too little, too late, we knew it had to end

Deniece; And, it's over
Johnny: It's over

Deniece:
Yes, it's over, the chips are down (whoa)
Pitty all our bridges tumbled down
Johnny:
Whatever chance we try, let's face it why deny It's over
Deniece: (It's over)
Johnny: It's over

Both: Too much, too little, too late to ever try again
Too much, too little, too late, let's end it being friends
Too much, too little, too late, we knew it had to end

Johnny: And it's over
Deniece: And it's over
Johnny: It's over
Deniece: And it's over
Fade
Both: Too much, too little, too late to ever try again
Too much, too little, too late, let's end it being friends


Mirror lyrics:

Too much, too little, too late, let's end it being friends
Both: Too much, too little, too late to ever try again
Fade
Deniece: And it's over
Johnny: It's over
Deniece: And it's over
Johnny: And it's over

Too much, too little, too late, we knew it had to end
Too much, too little, too late, let's end it being friends
Both: Too much, too little, too late to ever try again

Johnny: It's over
Deniece: (It's over)
Whatever chance we try, let's face it why deny It's over
Johnny:
Pitty all our bridges tumbled down
Yes, it's over, the chips are down (whoa)
Deniece:

Johnny: It's over
Deniece; And, it's over

Too much, too little, too late, we knew it had to end
Too much, too little, too late, let's end it being friends
Both: Too much, too little, too late to ever try again

Deniece: Oh, it was over
Johnny: Was over

We're in the middle of ending something that we knew
Too much, too little, too late to try again with you
Both: Too much, too little, too late to lie again with you

So little left for you and me and it's clear to see
Somewhere we lost the key
What's the use of tryin' to hang on?
Yes, it's over, the kicks are gone
Deniece:

We knew it had to end some day, this way
No reason to pretend
Sorry that it had to end this way
Guess it's over, call it a day
JOHNNY:


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