Writing Letters - Ron Pope

I spend my days writing letters

I spend my evenings singing songs

The last five years have gone so quickly

Someday soon, my time will be done

And I used to walk in New York City

Watch the sunrise east of Tompkins Square

Since I’ve been gone, does the city miss me?

I wonder if she hears my call

Though I am far away and I am all alone

There are parts of me that still are holding on

To moments long since passed, and secrets I recall

And friends I used to have who I don’t know anymore

I watch the sky in each new city

It’s not so different, I see more stars

Now I’m counting clouds to calm my feelings

Which tend to race away in the dark

Though I am far away and I am all alone

There are parts of me that still are holding on

To moments long since passed, and secrets I recall

And friends I used to have who I don’t know anymore

I don’t wanna be seen like I don’t care

It just gets hard on me out there

But when I dream I’m not in Memphis

I’m on my way home on that train

And I don’t feel so lost and different

Lord, the miles, how they cut me deep

Though I am far away and I am all alone

There are parts of me that still are holding on

To moments long since passed, and secrets I recall

And friends I used to have who I don’t know anymore