Letters

I found all the letters that you wrote to yourself
About how you would do it and stay strong
Before you get too old I will tell them of your secrets
Of the sorrows about the way that it ended
So let me understand that it’s just a game in our hands
We never learn to win so you’re sorry

All night we spoke of our dreams
The way life gets turned upside down
It’s never quite what it seems

The children are free and the devil is in me
Well I turned old freedom into a hero
The hero he will wane
He will die only a name
And in my mind there’s no room
So let me understand that it’s just a game in our hands
We never learn to win so you’re sorry

All night we spoke of our dreams
The way life gets turned upside down
It’s never quite what it seems
All night we spoke of our dreams
The way life gets turned upside down