My dear impulsive darling suspect my letter got to you too late And it's really just a silly fragment of 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
Hours pass and 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 your hands
don't know why my dearest darling I can't tell you how I feel when you are near When I you have returned my letters unopened I will them up, your voice 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