Took off my gloves and I hung up my coat
I sat myself down to write you a note
Thought about dialling your number at first
But as the phone rang, well the words left my throat
I must have tried every combination of words
Sitting for hours and fumbling the words
Well in the end I as good as gave up
Just a post-it that read, "Please don't wait up"
Could have sworn I was better at this
I never used to be so hit or miss
Whatever happened to all of my grace
These days some things just feel so hard to face
Figured my post-it got swept away
And to be honest I had more to say, but
Even as I put my pen to the page
The words don't add up to what I try to convey
Confession that rests on the edge of my lips
Talk myself off of a ledge, get a grip
Gather my strength and I pull in the breath
Feel so embarrassed it scares me to death
I wrote a song, but it probably won't work
This chorus feels weak, and so does the verse
But I wrote this letter, full of mistakes
Just to say, "I'd like to see you again"
