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I found the letter
that you wrote last May
On the kitchen table
where we used to pray
Through the bitter winter
and the pouring rain
You kept the porch light
burning just the same
And you stayed right here
when the leaves turned brown
We found a quiet road to drive out of town (ooh-ooh) Now
the table is set
and the tea is sweet
Every promise I made is a promise I keep
We took those Sunday drives to nowhere fast
Just trying to make
the golden hour last
And though the hard times shook our timber frame
You smiled and whispered
my middle name
And you stayed right here
when the leaves turned brown
We found a quiet road to drive out of town (ooh-ooh) Now
the table is set
and the tea is sweet
Every promise I made is a promise I keep
Keeping my promises
Just for you (mmmm)