The Letter You Left

I folded up the page three times today

Staring at the lines I couldn't say

The ink is dry,

the stamp is in my hand

Writing down the things we never planned

And it sits inside a drawer beneath the keys

A quiet little ghost that only breathes (ohhh)

I'm writing the letter I will never send

Tracing out the lines of how we end

But the words just fall away like autumn rain

Keeping all the love and half the pain

Your address is engraved inside my head

Every single street we used to tread

But the paper's staying safely in the dark

No flame to turn the whisper to a spark

I'm writing the letter I will never send

Tracing out the lines of how we end

But the words just fall away like autumn rain

Keeping all the love and half the pain

I will never send... (mmm)