I never thought you were the letter writing type So now I see the words you chose, the way you write So I started to write back about the trees in the snow And I saw a bird, couldn't say what it was But I thought you'd know You always surprised me And if I wrote you If I wrote you You would know me And you would not write me again And when the spring came and flooded all the streams It's like how you got the night you told me all your dreams And when the barn roof sagged after an icy bout It's like how you shrugged when you knew The truth was the only way out But not the only way And if I wrote you If I wrote you You would know me And you would not write me again We drew our arms around the bastard sons We never would drink to the chosen ones Well you know the way I left was not the way I planned But I thought the world needed love and a steady hand So I'm steady now And I'm so happy I had to tell you And I love you And you will not write me again You will not write me again