Monday, December 19, 2011

Dear Mr.,

Dear Mr.,

I've got this letter I've written to you.
See, I would tell you in person,
but you've got this other girl, you see.
It's not that easy for me.

If you knew me like I wish you did,
then you'd know that I'm sort of into you.
I've met perfection at its finest.
But, you're just the "boy across the way".

If you could have your way,
I'd give myself away.
I'd be in your arms, until my dying day.
But, you're just the "boy across the way".

This letter, here goes...
To you, my dear Mr.,
I wish I knew how much you missed her.
The girl you're with...
She's from the past,
But I guess she's back..

She's got you wrapped around her finger.
A silver, shiny ring..
But how long will your heart linger?
before it gets to me..

We could go away forever.
Forget the world together.
It's not what they say,
It's about the trials we face.

I'd hold your hand when you're feeling blue.
Sip coffee in the moonlight, and talk about Truth.
We'd sit at your table, for hours after ten.
Until curfew comes, then the night must end.

To you, my dear Mr.,
I wish you knew how much I missed you.
It was love at first sight,
When you came through my line.

That day I invited you out for tea,
I looked around the room,
The Lord spoke to me,
"I made him for you".
A voice so clear, so vivid, so true.
The voice I heard was not from you.

I've got this letter I've written to you,
See, I would tell you in person,
but you've got this other girl, you see.
It's not that easy for me.

For you, I'd write a song.
Because with you, nothing seems wrong.
The world's made right.
But it's just my fright, that you'd walk away.
Then again, you're just the "boy across the way".

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