I wrote about you to myself, I never seem to do much else
At least I save a lot on postage
I know not what the contents say, though I wrote it only yesterday
I'd like to think I've shut that door real tight

But I've been thinking about you now, you might be out there in the crowd
And I could ask your hand in marriage
Though that would be a big mistake, I think it's one I'd like to make
And hope that it would turn out right

You might've meant something to me
Why did you have to ask for everything you knew I could not give you
And then it was much too late for me to get you back on track
To realistic expectations

I'll put your book up on my shelf, though I don't think it'll be much help
I don't have time to read about your courage
About how you lay there in the swamp, fighting creepy insects off
And finally made it through the night

I get your weird analogies, I get your attempts to capture me
I get you want me in your entourage
But I don't think so, honey, your world has too much value placed on money
Instead I turn and say goodbye


So now I lay awake at night, thinking about your eyes so bright
And how my soul they did nourish
How all the people used to say we were so alike in so many ways
And how we'd walk and hold our heads up high
I dream about us in the park, we cannot talk but we can walk
About in figure eights with flourish
And when we reach the parking lot, I wanna hug you but I cannot
Instead I turn and say goodbye


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