I wrote a letter on a nothing day
I asked somebody, "Could you send my letter away?"
"You are too young to put all of your hopes in just one envelope"
I said goodbye to someone that I love
It's not just me, I tell you it's the both of us
And it was hard
Like coming off the pill that you take to stay happy
Someone above has seen me do all right
Someone above is looking with a tender eye
Upon your face
You may think you're alone, but you may think again
If I could do just one near-perfect thing I'd be happy
They'd write it on my grave
Or when they scattered my ashes
On second thoughts, I'd rather hang around
And be there with my best friend
If she wants me
And far away, somebody read the letter
He condescends to read the words I wrote about him
And if he smiles, it's no more than a genius deserves
For all your curious nerve and your pa**ion
I'm going deaf, you're growing melancholy
Things fall apart, I don't know why we bother at all
But life is good, and it's always worth living at least for a while
If I could do just one near-perfect thing I'd be happy
They'd write it on my grave
Or when they scattered my ashes
On second thoughts, I'd rather hang around
And be there with my best friend
If she wants me
If you think to yourself, "What should I do now?"
Then take a baton, girl, you better run with it
'Cause here is no point in standing in the past 'cause it's over and done
I took a book and went into the forest
I climbed the hill, I wanted to look down on you
But all I saw was 20 miles of wilderness so I went home
If I could do just one near-perfect thing I'd be happy
They'd write it on my grave
Or when they scattered my ashes
On second thoughts, I'd rather hang around
And be there with my best friend
If she wants me
If I could do just one near-perfect thing I'd be happy
They'd write it on my grave
Or when they scattered my ashes
On second thoughts, I'd rather hang around
And be there with my best friend
If she wants me
If she wants me, yeah
If she wants me, yeah
If she wants me, yeah