between the lines

sat down to write you some kind of love song
or sonnet but the words just never came out right
sat down to write you my good bye
I dropped it these words'll stay safely here inside

I'll write you one day, any day, a happy ending
I'll write you memories, the stuff you can believe in
were we ever real? I'll write you, I'll write you us.

sat down to write you a journal a page of whats inside
the book you rarely open these days so scared of what's inside
sat down to write you a post it, three words that never rang so true
my biro on the yellow, is almost green; I love you

I'll write you one day, any day, a happy ending
I'll write you memories, the stuff you can't pretend
was never real, I'll write you, I'll write you us.

So hide away the cynicism and look at me anew
this book so rarely opened is written just for you