I should write her a letter

I suppose I should write her a letter

What the hell?

What the hell will I tell her

That she would want to hear

But that she deserves to hear

And I end up protesting what she can bear



Do I come up with a reason

Or am I inventing a reason

Something with so many pieces

That the only thing that's clear

If there's anything that's clear

Is whatever was is no longer here

Wait until what I should say

And maybe go away, but that's not the way it is

And I hope she'll understand,

Even though I know I may never see her again



I could hope, and I could wish and I could pray

But that doesn't really change a thing

And if I see her, I don't know if I could watch

And what there was turned into God knows what

So, so what about that letter?

Not that it could make anything better

The fact is, I feel like a coward

Pretending what happened hadn't

And nothing ever would, despite the fact it did

Could it be erased without rubbing it in her face?

Wait until what I should say

Would maybe go away, but that's not the way it is

And I hope she'll understand,

Even though I know I may never see her again