| I’m writing you a letter
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| Not on stone, not on paper
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| Paper will burn and stone will crumble
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| And I dont trust such flimsy materials
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| My words are written on the topic of a human heart
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| My actions are the lines containing verse
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| My phone calls are so much more than words
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| My motives are the mail and carrier
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| You built these walls to keep out the world
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| Swear you won’t get hurt. |
| Swear you won’t get hurt
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| But i’ll be right here, see if these walls fall
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| Yes ill be right here
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| Holding out my letter
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| Trouble with confidence is a small word confined
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| Trust sometimes it hurts, betrayal leaves scars
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| You can’t live in fear, no matter how afraid you are
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| My hands won’t supply the ink
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| But my tongue will oh
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| My arms are busy writing the greeting
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| The address is where ever you will be
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| The post script will take its time and take its time
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| You built these walls to keep out the world
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| Swear you won’t get hurt. |
| Swear you won’t get hurt
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| But i’ll be right here, see if these walls fall
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| Yes ill be right here
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| Holding out my letter
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| To read what’s written
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| Don’t look for paragraphs and lines
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| To read what’s written
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| Watch my face, watch my eyes
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| The font will be written in consistency
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| The farewell in sincerity
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| To read what’s written
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| Don’t look for paragraphs and lines
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| To read what’s written
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| Watch my face, watch my eyes
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| The font will be written in consistency
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| The farewell in…
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| You built these walls to keep out the world
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| Swear you won’t get hurt. |
| Swear you won’t get hurt
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| But i’ll be right here, see if these walls fall
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| Yes ill be right here
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| Did you get my letter? |