My dear impulsive darling I suspect my letter to you too late And it's really just a silly fragment of paper it means so much to those who wait All the suffering days and nights 'til I dare dream again There you suddenly stand and be damned if you didn't disappear with the dawn
Chorus: Hours pass and darkness Soon I will close my eyes Will return if you don't reply You'll be taking my life in your hands You'll be taking my life in hands Taking my life in your hands
I know why my dearest darling I can't tell you how I feel when you near When I see you have returned my letters unopened I will tear them up, your ringing in my ears But you're kidding yourself if you think this will end I can always pretend words I don't have the courage to send Reach you