Letters - Stroke 9

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

Sooner or later all the songs

That make you shake will be by me

Sooner or later all the throngs of feelings

We used to appreciate

Will come rushing back

You’re thinking about

How you thought you knew me better

You’re looking around town

Wondering how I met her

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 all the throngs of feelings

We used to appreciate

Will come rushing back

When you wake you will see

Don’t wake me as you leave

Don’t make me believe I have a chance in hell

Don’t tell me what I know too well

Don’t wake me

As you’re leaving me here dear

Alone with all your letters

Don’t let go of your innocence and feathers

Now I find every sound reminds me of our song

Since you left me here dear

Alone with all my wrongs

With my wrongs