I wrote a letter on a nothing day   I asked somebody “Could you send my letter away?”   “You are too young to put all of your hopes in just one envelope”    I said goodbye to someone that I love   It’s not just me, I tell you it’s the both of us   And it was hard   Like coming off the pills that you take to stay happy   Someone above has seen me do alright   Someone above is looking with a tender eye   Upon your face, you may think you’re alone but you may think again      Chorus:   If I could do just one near perfect thing I’d be happy   They’d write it on my grave, or when they scattered    my ashes   On second thoughts I’d rather hang around and   Be there with my best friend   If she wants me      And far away somebody read the letter   He condescends to read the words I wrote about him   And if he smiles, it’s no more than a genius deserves   For all his curious nerve and your passion   I’m going deaf, you’re growing melancholy   Things fall apart, I don’t know why we bother at all   But life is good and “It’s always worth living at least for    a while”      Chorus      If you think to yourself “What should I do now?”   Then take the baton, girl, you better run with it   There is no point in standing in the past cause it’s over and done with   I took a book and went into the forest   I climbed the hill, I wanted to look down on you   But all I saw was twenty miles of wilderness so I went home