| Letters | you're
leaving me here, dear, alone with all your letters you're letting it go, no, like innocence and feathers you're putting it down, sounds slipping into songs you're leaving me here, dear, alone with all my wrongs you're pulling away, pray, you're making the right choice you're pulling away, stay, and listen to my voice...to my voice sooner or later you
will long, when you wake you will see you're thinking about how you
thought you knew me better sooner or later all the throngs
of feelings we used to appreciate will come rushing back don't wake me as you leave as you're leaving me here, dear,
alone with all your letters |
Stroke 9 |
from the album, Nasty Little Thoughts-1999 |