I bet your mailbox is empty
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Just bills and a magazine
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And I know that it's been ages
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Since you've heard from me
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I've been out here on this highway
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Running circles in my mind
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And I always think of writing
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But I never found the time
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I could fill a hundred pages
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With the ways my heart beats true
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But people don't seem
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To write love letters
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Like they used to do
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So this might be surprising
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Coming right of the blue
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This is my love letter to you
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I've got one for my mama
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She gave me her world
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And I've got one here for daddy
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Cause I'm still his little girl
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Oh, one for my baby sister
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She was always my best friend
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And every time I hear her voice
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I'm right back home again
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I could fill a hundred pages
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With the ways my heart beats true
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But people don't seem
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To write love letters
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Like they used to do
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So this might be surprising
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Coming right of the blue
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This is my love letter to you
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And I don't need fancy words
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To show my love is real
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I just have to take the time
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To tell you how I feel
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I could fill a hundred pages
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With the ways my heart beats true
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But people don't seem
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To write love letters
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Like they used to do
|
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So this might be surprising
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Coming right of the blue
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This is my love letter to you
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Yeah, this is my love letter to you
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I bet your mailbox is empty
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Just bills and a magazine
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Love Letter
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| Jessica Harp |
