I found a letter, you gave me last year
I found the paper crumpled up
In the clutter somewhere around here
Well, the pencils 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 didnt care
'Cause you were with your girl with the short brown hair
And baby, I want to tell you
Im so sorry I left you
But you look happy so I should be over you
Yeah baby, Im 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 Im over you
Im alone and Im always blue
Tried out a few other guys but boy, they just werent you
Yeah, and everyone thinks some things wrong with me
And maybe thats 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 Im not over you
No, Ill never be over you
No, Ill never be over you
No, Ill never be over you, no
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