i woke up   i woke the dead up   i was a child   who never wanted to grow up      i used to drink   until i'd throw up   to quicken the day   i never thought you would show up      so when i run   i run until dark   so i can't see   the mess i make      oh foolish, it's too late   foolie-coolie, it's too late, too late      i will walk   in a straight line   how could i not   now that you're mine      our love   is a fire   it can't be controlled   sometimes you've got to go slow      will i be outdone   have i gone to far   i fear the fates   the lie-in-waits      oh foolish, if it's too late   foolie-coolie, it's too late, too late      it's where you are   not where you're going   not where you're from   you are what you love   and that is all