I found a letter, you gave me last year
I found the paper crumpled up
In the clutter somewhere around here
Well, the pencil’s faded now and stained with a few tears
I found a letter, you gave me last year

Saw your girl with the short brown hair
Yeah, you were mesmerized by her smile
And caught in her stare
And I walked right past you boy, I told myself I didn’t care
'Cause you were with your girl with the short brown hair

And baby, I want to tell you
I’m so sorry I left you
But you look happy so I should be over you
Yeah baby, I’m over you

I got in my car and I booked me a show
At a little pub downtown, up the road
Yeah, and baby you heard about it
And you sat it in the front row
And every song I sang was about you at my show

And baby, I wanted to tell you
So I wrote it in a few songs for you
So now that I got it out
I should be over you and now I’m over you

I’m alone and I’m always blue
Tried out a few other guys but boy, they just weren’t you
Yeah, and everyone thinks some thing’s wrong with me
And maybe that’s true
'Cause I choose to be alone and I choose to be blue

And baby, I want to tell you
Is it too late to tell you?
Baby, the truth is I’m not over you
No, I’ll never be over you
No, I’ll never be over you
No, I’ll never be over you, no
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