It’s never too late to be who you might have been.
~George Eliot
In my childhood I used to wonder about this quote of Eliot. I used to think its just nonsense. However, as I grew, I understood how life gives you interesting tests and how we need to protect our dreams and why we should never give up, why we should believe in our dreams until we turn our dreams into reality. Above all…its never too late 🙂
Other day, came across wonderful video about Susan Boyle. I was immensely inspired by her story and her energy levels. I think, it would be nice if you can see the video by yourself 🙂 . Check this major event in Susan Boyle’s life and stay inspired 🙂
Do Check Susan Boyle’s Story here :http://www.susanboylemusic.com/us/story/
Susan Boyle performs Duet with Elaine Paige
Here are the lyrics:
Nothing is so good it lasts eternally
Perfect situations must go wrong.
But this has never yet prevented me
From wanting far too much for far too long.
Looking back, I could have played it differently
Won a few more moments, who can tell.
But it took time to understand the man
Now at least I know, I know him well.
Wasn’t it good (Oh so good)
Wasn’t he fine (Oh so fine)
Isn’t it madness he can’t be mine.
But in the end, he needs a little bit more than me
More security (He needs his fantasy and freedom)
I know him so well.
No one in your life is with you constantly
No one is completely on your side.
And though I move my world to be with him
Still the gap between us is too wide.
Looking back, I could have played it differently
Learned about the man before I fell.
But I was ever so much younger then
Now at least I know, I know him well.
Wasn’t it good (Oh so good)
Wasn’t he fine (Oh so fine)
Isn’t it madness he won’t be mine
Didn’t I know how it would go,
If I knew from the start.
Why am I falling apart.
Wasn’t it good
Wasn’t he fine
Isn’t it madness he won’t be mine
But in the end, he needs a little more than me
More security (He needs his fantasy and freedom)
I know him so well
It took time to understand him
I know him so well
Cheers,
Prasanna Rayaprolu
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