Carly Simon F/ Curtis King
In a suitcase tied with string
In the closet down the hall
Fits of madness, pools of grief
How peculiar these remain
For some I crumpled some I burned
Lifetimes later, here they are
Letters never sent to you
Never reached their destination
Resurfaced with the purpose of
Broken hearted, breaking hearts
Life's a riddle, life's a dream
Now I'm gonna set them free
Letters never sent to you
Letters never sent to you