Why do you treat me as if I were only a friend

And what have I done that's made you so different and cold

Sometimes I wonder if you'll be contented again

Will you be happy when you are withered and old

I cannot offer you diamonds or mansions so fine

I cannot offer you clothes your young body crave

But if you'll say that you long to forever be mine

Take off the heartaches the tears and the sorrow you'll save

[ choir - ac.guitar ]

Why I am writing this letter I think of the past

And of the promises that you are breaking so free

But to this world I will soon say my farewells at last

I will be gone when you read this last letter from me