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• Artiste: Lera Lynn
• Titre: Letters
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Watching leaves fall in September The last time that I can remember You smiling down on me And the photographs that I had taken of You in our old kitchen making love Inside and I, you're in pain Smell of your left smoking fingers Bruised and bleeding all still lingers on Inside this head of mine And when I hear your music playing Again I hear your sad voice saying You were never satisfied Oh no, you were never satisfied Come by if you're downtown We'll drink and celebrate the moon And all the things you left behind, oh woo-oo I've forgiven you for all that you did Still all I can do is write these letters that will never get to you, oh woo-oo I thought I smelled your Marlboro burning As I rinsed my hair this morning When I called out, you weren't there And the diesel truck the neighbor drives Fools me into thinking you're alive And coming home to stay But you were running like a chalkboard scratch Up all night long, no turning back Or guilt would eat your heart alive And so you've left me here in pain and wonder Regretting never pushing you like thunder coming from the gods Oh, it might have saved you from the dark Come by if you're downtown We'll drink and celebrate the moon And all the things you left behind, oh woo-oo I've forgiven you for all that you did Still all I can do is write these letters that will never get to you, oh woo-oo Come by if you're downtown We'll drink and celebrate the moon And all the things you left behind, oh woo-oo I've forgiven you for all that you did Still all I can do is write these letters that will never get to you, oh woo-oo