Paroles

Andrew Jimenez - Andrew, Just (3) Letters Unwritten

Here I am, drunk again
yesterday's clothes,
all lines with no filling
oh, but wait
I was you for a minute

window open, empty bed
like envelopes for letters unwritten

There you are, like the snowfall
beautiful, yes,
but cold and desolate
oh, but wait
I can feel you burning yet

window open, empty bed
like envelopes for letters unwritten

There we stood in a photograph
like a bridge
from the past to forever
oh, but wait
we were never diamonds

window open, empty bed
like envelopes for letters unwritten

We should be making love
right over there
on the couch together
oh, but wait
It was I who left you, my mistake