Letters 歌词

When the summer is through And it's just me and you Is this dead or alive? Are you planning to stay Or will you run away Leaving me to ask why? This was the first of the letters I'd write to you Every morning and every night And I'd never quite send them Too lost in my thoughts, too afraid Of what you'd say I know loving is hard We're both broken and scarred But with you I can breathe As these days turn to nights And these autumn nights come Is this love what we need? Are we willing to try Putting in enough time To find out what this means? This was the next of the letters I'd write to you Every morning and every night And I'd write and rewrite them But throw them away in the end Never send This was the next of the letters I'd write to you This was the next of the letters I'd write to you Is this how summertime ends for the both of us With unspoken love, but the words on our lips? Is this how summertime ends for the both of us With so much more love left to give? This is the last of the letters I'll write to you Every morning and every night And I've written you hundreds Some things are left better unsaid And unread This is the last of the letters I'll write to you This is the last of the letters I'll write to you