I had your address down
Somewhere to send all these notes
Wonder where they go
I couldn't make a sound
All these words stuck in my throat
So you'll never know
Years later
Vowels change their shape
Pen and paper
Keeping you the same
I thought that time would erode
Mountains to valleys below
Blind to the way that you've grown
Reading the letters I wrote
Pages of sentiment
Held between my finger and thumb
But it's not enough
Handprints in wet cement
So content to dry in the sun
Could be anyone's
Don't ask
How long it has been
Cuz these hands
Are never gonna fit
I thought that time would erode
Mountains to valleys below
Blind to way that you've grown
Reading the letters I wrote
Me on your mind
And scrapes on your knees
Oh, why did we leave
There is no time
Or space in between
Oh, why did we leave
Memories have their own
Life without me