Pages of my letters

yes...I'm back...for the time being


This is the last time I'm gonna write this down
Must admit, I've gotten used to you not being around
You were always better in the pages of my letters

I don't talk to God the way that I used to
No hard feelings. He's just got more important things to do
Than to hear the broken records repeated in the pages of my letters

I guess the hardest part of all of this for me
Is that I was the one who built you up
To be completely better in the pages of my letters

Think you ought to know
When I didn't know where to go
I would imagine what you'd say
Then I'd try to go along your way

You should know that I don't blame you
For breaking in and not following through
Somewhere I know it's true that to be with you
Could never measure to the pages of my letters