The Letter

Dear, my dear

I fear that something's wrong

It's clear to me that something's gone with the wind

Dropped like a pin

Oh no

I write to you, it's true, from my kitchen floor

They do

My tears

They rain and poor like the wine does every night, oh no

But it's too late now

I hope that you don't read it

Just because I wrote it down

Doesn't mean I mean it

And I don't wanna cry no more

And I don't know what I'm crying for

There's a letter at your door

And I hope you don't read it

Dear, my dear

A year since you came along

It's weird

I feel like I've known you longer than that

No looking back, oh no

I write because

We're lost and we can't be found

We're not

We're not gonna turn it round with a wish or with kiss, oh no

But it's too late now

I hope that you don't read it

Just because I wrote it down

Doesn't mean I mean it

And I don't wanna cry no more

And I don't know what I'm crying for

Burn my words

Oh, Lord

What have I done?

My foolish tongue

And I don't know what I wrote it for

And I'm crying as you close the door

But i's too late now

Hmm

Just because I wrote it down

Doesn't mean I mean it

And I don't wanna cry no more

And I don't know what I'm crying for

There's a letter at your door

And I hope you don't read it