The wind outside is calling,
Its whistling a gloomy tune ,
And i know you aren’t here for long,
Yes, you’ll be leaving soon.
Off to someplace new,
You’ll fall in love with someone else,
Leaving me all alone,
To write love – letters to myself.
I joke that I’m a strong girl,
But I drew my strength from you,
And now that I’ve been abandoned,
I just don’t know what to do.
So I pick up this pen and start writing,
Till my fingers start to ache,
A letter that says I’ll get better,
And that my heart won’t start to flake.