When you sit by yourself at the end of the day   And there’s nowhere to go you got nothing to show for who you are   Up is down and you fumble around for your drink   And it hurts just to think   Then you open my letter      Dear love, I’m writing this letter now to tell you how I feel   When the words just won’t come   Dear love, I’m writing this letter now to tell you how I feel   When talking just ain’t right      The house where you live is no comfort to you    And the life you lead is fast   There’s no one to share it and you just can’t bear it   So you hide in your glass   You go to pack up your bag and then you take a drag of that last cigarette   But you don’t feel better, so you open my letter      Dear love, I’m writing this letter now to tell you how I feel   When the words just won’t come   Dear love, I’m writing this letter now to tell you how I feel   When talking just ain’t right      It’s 11 o’clock and you need to talk but there’s no one there but you   Yes you’ve taken enough and it’s gonna be rough, but you do what you must do   So you stoke up a fire and you call me a liar then you throw it into the blaze   And you feel much better, then you open my letter      Dear love, I’m writing this letter now to tell you how I feel   When the words just won’t come   Dear love, I’ll write you this letter now, I hope that you can see,   Just what you’ve done to me