Late Bloomer

You are irreplaceable, because I've tried that

Is something I know, I know

Through the grimy cityscape

The ancient walls, the newfound cranes they

Suffocate, they suffocate

We obsess about the future

Question nature versus nurture

But I'm just a late bloomer

You're not backing a loser

I'm just a late bloomer

You're not backing a loser, a loser

Poet's words, graffiti scrawl, a quick drink

In the Long Hall, where I first saw your face

But I dream of a distant place, the sea side

Lull of foreign trains and your skin awaits

The sight, the taste

We obsess about the future

But sometimes waiting feels like torture

And I'm just a late bloomer

You're not backing a loser

And I'm just a late bloomer

You're not backing a loser

You're not backing a loser