

I bought a card with paper gold To send across the county
line
But as I penned the cursive flow The loops of letters weren't
mine (ahhh)
I took a scrap,
I drew the line Ten times I tried to change the slant
To write the name that should be mine But I cannot,
I simply can't
I became you in the one place
I wasn't watching
Yes, I became you in the one place
I wasn't watching
At seventeen I tore your notes And vowed to write a different
hand
Every slant and stroke I chose To make myself another man
But years go by like falling sleet And steady hands begin to
tire
To find you waiting on the sheet Without a spark,
without a fire
I became you in the one place
I wasn't watching
Yes, I became you in the one place
I wasn't watching
I wrote your name down next to mine (shhh) And I couldn't
tell which was yours And which was mine
I became you in the one place
I wasn't watching
Oh, I became you in the one place
I wasn't watching