Chorus
I've got a box of your letters
I saved a box of your letters
I'm sending you a box of letters
On your wedding day
You wrote relationships can bend so far so many ways
Through the calm seas and hurricanes
And that trust and the meaning of love should always be the same
I read your lines again and again
Just when were you planning to telling me you were planning
To walk off without ever telling me?
Chorus
Words upon page after page
Nothing but clouds on a sunny day
What were you really ever trying to say
To a hopeless case of fallen for you
Crawling all over the place?
I wish I could have seen the look on your face when you
Unwrapped that pretty paper and expensive lace
And ran as fast as you could run and lit a match
And watched it all go up in your fireplace
I sleep better now, I know where things settle now
And I somehow feel complete
Chorus
I sent you a box of letters
© 2000 Burt Street Music(BMI)
Words and music by Michael Veitch
14 Oriole Drive, Woodstock, NY 12498 (845)679-1108
MVEITCH@aol.com