My dear impulsive darling I suspect my letter got to you late And it's really just a fragment of paper But it means so much to those who wait All the suffering days and nights 'til I dare dream again you suddenly stand and I'll be damned if you didn't disappear with the dawn
Chorus: Hours pass darkness comes Soon I will close my eyes Will you return if you don't reply You'll taking my in your hands You'll be taking my life in your hands Taking my life in hands
I don't know why my dearest darling I can't tell you how I feel when you are near When 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 correspondence will end I always pretend words I don't have the courage to send Reach you