Not Too Late

E a menina dócil de voz suave e pungente que «não sabe porquê», nem «o que significa para ele» está de volta com o Not Too Late, um álbum bem menos ingénuo que o Come away with me, bem menos antitético que o Feels like Home.

Thinking About You é o primeiro single, escrito em 1999 e recuperado para uma «sonoridade adequada», longe dos ritmos pop-rock, segundo a autora-compositora. Norah Jones assume os sentimentos e pára de se esconder atrás das dúvidas paralisantes. Parece ter percebido o Cold, cold heart e o porquê do Don't miss you at all quando ele não Come away with me. Reconhecendo que It's not too Late para Thinking about you sublinha, no entanto, que quando You wake me up acabas por não ser meu amigo. Contudo, Be my Somebody... enquanto te revejo em Broken.

"Broken"

He's got a broken voice and a twisted smile,
Guess he's been that way for quite awhile,
Got blood on his shoes and mud on his brim,
Did he do it to himself or was it done to him?
People think he don't look well,
But all he needs from what I can tell,
Is someone to help wash away all the paint,
From his purple hands before it gets too late.
I saw him stand alone ... under a broke street light,
So sincere... singing silent night,
But the trees were full... and the grass was green,
It was the sweetest thing I had ever seen.
He may move slow,
But that don't mean he's going nowhere,
He may be moving slow,
But that don't mean he's going nowhere.