Another misspelled rhyme written in the book of time In one page I've spent all my life Ink ain't even dry, I've been living in a lie How could I trust in someone of your kind? And I got today another letter in the mail I can't read it here, not today And when years go by An unopened letter meets my eye I'm older and wiser, but still afraid What if I read it and it is full of love? How can I face it if I am wrong? Do you feel? Do you care about me? Did you wait and love me all this time? I am here– would you come and find me? Does your writing guide me through this all? What if you'll tell me that I am wrong? Do you feel? Do you care about me? Did you wait and love me all this time? I am here– would you come and find me? Does your writing guide me through this all? Do you feel? Do you care about me? Wait me oh I am here, would you come and find me, oh?