The girl writes on the last page   And the pencil is nearly dry   There can't be no mistakes   'Cause these words will be final      He's been waiting for a letter for days   The inspiration is gone, the wind flew away   All the trees that once were green   Are all ready for bed      All the greats symphonies   All the great poems and books   They've been sung, they've been said   They've been written   And they have been read      Close you eyes, fold your hands   I can see you are tired   Let him wait just another day more   He won't die, he won't cry   Still the night may be sad   But it's better with nothing than bad      The sun flirts with the ocean   And soon a whole new day will rise   Smile to the paper, lay down your hand   I am sure he will understand      Lick the envelope, put a stamp on the corner   And I promise you that it won't be long   Before the letter is finally there      All the greats symphonies   All the great poems and books   They've been sung, they've been said   They've been written   And they have been read      Close you eyes, fold your hands   I can see you are tired   Let him wait just another day more   He won't die, he won't cry   Still the night may be sad   But it's better with nothing than bad      All the greats symphonies   All the great poems and books   They've been sung, they've been said   They've been written   And they have been read      Close you eyes, fold your hands   I can see you are tired   Let him wait just another day more   He won't die, he won't cry   Still the night may be sad   But it's better with nothing than bad   Better with nothing than bad