I wrote you at the time you went away I wrote you letters each and every day I wrote you when the sun shone bright I wrote you in the candlelight I wrote you..... Though you did not write to me
I wrote you when the frost lay on the ground I wrote you when the snow came falling down I wrote you in good time for spring As the birds began to sing I wrote you...... Though you did not write to me
I wrote you when the air turned sweet and warm When skies were red at early break of dawn I wrote you as we gathered grain I wrote you when it gave me pain I wrote you...... Though you did not write to me
I wrote you as the North wind cruelly blew I wrote you for I still remembered you I wrote you underneath the tree Where you swore you would marry me I wrote you...... Though you did not write to me
I wrote you when my heart had lost the will I wrote you then and I will write you still I wrote you with my dying breath So lost to love, even in death