Return to Sender

Walking through the leaves
                        in the middle of September
                        Twenty pounds of heartache
                        and note on my back -
                        Return To Sender

                        The wind is whipping through me
                        like the voices in my head
                        (didn't you see me crying)
                        It wasn't what you did
                        but the happiness I felt
                        when you stopped trying

                        The flower petals are faded
                        and my clarity turns grey
                        Sunrises become jaded
                        And you wanted it this way...

                        Walking through the leaves
                        in the middle of September
                        Remembering your sigh
                        the moment you fell in love...

                        when you first kissed her