
Writing Letters Ron Pope
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I spend my days writing letters
I spend my evenings singing songs
The last five years have gone so quickly
Someday soon, my time will be done
And I used to walk in New York City
Watch the sunrise east of Tompkins Square
Since I've been gone, does the city miss me?
I wonder if she hears my call
Though I am far away and I am all alone
There are parts of me that still are holding on
To moments long since passed, and secrets I recall
And friends I used to have who I don't know anymore
I watch the sky in each new city
It's not so different, I see more stars
Now I'm counting clouds to calm my feelings
Which tend to race away in the dark
Though I am far away and I am all alone
There are parts of me that still are holding on
To moments long since passed, and secrets I recall
And friends I used to have who I don't know anymore
I don't wanna be seen like I don't care
It just gets hard on me out there
But when I dream I'm not in Memphis
I'm on my way home on that train
And I don't feel so lost and different
Lord, the miles, how they cut me deep
I spend my evenings singing songs
The last five years have gone so quickly
Someday soon, my time will be done
And I used to walk in New York City
Watch the sunrise east of Tompkins Square
Since I've been gone, does the city miss me?
I wonder if she hears my call
Though I am far away and I am all alone
There are parts of me that still are holding on
To moments long since passed, and secrets I recall
And friends I used to have who I don't know anymore
I watch the sky in each new city
It's not so different, I see more stars
Now I'm counting clouds to calm my feelings
Which tend to race away in the dark
Though I am far away and I am all alone
There are parts of me that still are holding on
To moments long since passed, and secrets I recall
And friends I used to have who I don't know anymore
I don't wanna be seen like I don't care
It just gets hard on me out there
But when I dream I'm not in Memphis
I'm on my way home on that train
And I don't feel so lost and different
Lord, the miles, how they cut me deep
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