I wrote you a letter but never sent it.
I still have the envelope.
I'm burdened by older days
Can't seem to push these thoughts away.

A dark room in a local bar.
We shared secrets we went to far.
I wrote it all down so I wouldnt forget.
Put it in a letter but didn't send it.

Why can't we ever say what we mean.
This life's to short to be discreet.
Why can't we ever say what we mean?
Sometimes this life feels like a dream.

I bought the stamp and everything.
I wrote the address so easily.
But when the time came
I couldnt do the deed.

And when I'm lost in thought it's always with you.
We promised things we couldn't make true.
What's wrong with us?

Why can't we ever say what we mean.
This life's to short to be discreet.
Why can't we ever say what we mean?
Sometimes this life feels like a dream.