It's not too late, is it?

Feathers from heaven flutter by as fountains to forever shimmer and grin, You left me standing here wondering about the meaning of sin as distant eyes dim Carry me away like you did back in the beginning, Can we recapture that elusive moment of complete happiness Seasons come and go laughter rises and then falls away. Can we taste again that wonder, if at all Our lives move forward and yet, we remain Mired in doubt and worthless frustration Might we again find that first refrain...