Box of Letters

I can see your face as plain as day
With that little scar above your left eye
From the time I tried to punch you out
For hurting my pride

And I’m slowly moving in
To my new apartment here on Queen Anne Hill
In one of these boxes I know I will find
All those letters you used to write to me

You liked that paper with blue lines
I’d read the words in bed at night
And wish like hell I was in your arms
And you were making love to me

You said you’d be my friend for life
You got a family now, you got a wife
And I got this dream I dream at night
Where you appear to me

And for a moment we’re alone
And I tell you what I’ve always known
That I’ll love you
Until the day I die

I’m gonna unpack my dishes, throw me a party
Invite my friends over and turn up the music
And in the back of my bedroom closet
I’m gonna shove that box with all your letters in it

And in the dark where no one can see them
Maybe a hand will shuffle the pages
Rewrite the story line, change out the ending
And give me, give me something I can live with

If I had the chance to change
Just one in a million things
The time I tried to punch you out
It would be the one

I’m gonna unpack my dishes, throw me a party
Invite my friends over and turn up the music
And in the back of my bedroom closet
I’m gonna shove that box with all your letters in it

And in the dark where no one can see them
Maybe a hand will shuffle the pages
Rewrite the story line, change out the ending
And give me give me something I can live with

I can see you face as plain as day
With that little scar above your left eye
From the time I tried to punch you out
For hurting my pride

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