WROTE MYSELF A LETTER

He’s singing a song as if he’s going to war
I think what he means, he don’t care anymore
The sun goes down, it rises again
You’d think he’d be tired, that’s just about when he says
“I wrote myself a letter, yes I did, I wrote myself a letter”
I said, “I don’t know if you’re the one, but if you are, son, you better get this thing done.” That’s right!
I wrote myself a letter, but some things you can’t make better
Through letters unread and lovers unwed
Where angels fear to tread, just go straight ahead

And he keeps on singing, yeah, yeah, yeah
He keeps on singing, yeah, yeah, yeah
He keeps on singing, singing
That boy just can’t stop singing
And he keeps on singing, yeah, yeah, yeah
He keeps on singing, yeah, yeah, yeah
He keeps on singing, singing
That boy just can’t stop singing

Don’t stop, don’t stop, give it your all
Don’t stop, don’t stop, if you do you might fall
Oh, I ain’t gonna fall, baby, I ain’t gonna fall, ha, ha!

Why can’t someone help him?
If you can’t, then just throw the next stone

He’s singing a song, he thinks it’s for me
But he could be wrong, he doesn’t know me
Some of us cry and some of us laugh
Some of us don’t care what’s on our epitaph

I wrote myself a letter, yes I did, I wrote myself a letter
I said, “What’s in your heart and what’s in your head
You better get them in line or you’re better off dead.” That’s right!
I wrote myself a letter, but some things you can’t make better
Through letters unread and lovers unwed
Where angels fear to tread, just go straight ahead

And he keeps on singing, yeah, yeah, yeah
And he keeps on singing, yeah, yeah, yeah
He keeps on singing, singing
That boy just can’t stop singing

A Song Can Tell A Story

When words leave off, music begins.

WROTE MYSELF A LETTER