(Michael Lunn/Michael Noble)



She was a waitress down in New Orleans

She had a broken past

He worked the oil rigs over in Corpus

Out on a weekend pass

He sat down at the end of the counter at the little cafe

They weren't looking but they found each other

Or did love find them either way



Tell me who is dealin' up the hand of fate

Is it true, love is always worth the wait

And it's never too late. It's never too late



She lived her whole life in Sault Saint Marie

Working at the five and dime

He was a drifter headin' out of Toronto

Just killin' time

Their eyes met and they fell together and in just one night

Two people who swore they'd never

Fell in love in those harbor lights



Tell me who is dealin' up the hand of fate

Is it true, love is always worth the wait

And it's never too late. It's never too late



You may call it destiny but there's a rhyme and a reason we can't see

When you're down and lonely and about to give up

Have a little faith and believe in love



Tell me who is dealin' up the hand of fate

Is it true, love is always worth the wait

And it's never too late. It's never too late