He put pen to paper
To say what he couldn't say
Sat and searched for hours
Trying to find a way
prechorus: Some way to make her love him
Some way to make her care
But as far as he could see
It was like he wasn't there
So the letter sits unwritten in the corner of his mind
Waiting for the day when he hopes somehow she'll find
The feelings that are flying, unwritten, in his mind
He sits with pen to paper
Lines all through the words
He's been trying far too long
And the pages are all blurred
He hopes to find the answer
Or at least some words
To express the sacred, secret thought
He thinks she needs to hear
