Why do you treat me as if I were only a friend? What have I done that has made you so distant and cold? Sometimes I wonder if you'll be contented again And will you be happy when you are withered and old?
No, I cannot offer you diamonds or mansions so fine And I cannot offer you all the clothes that your young body crave But if you'll say that you long to forever be mine Why just think of the heartaches all the tears and the sorrow you'll save?
When you grow weary and tired of another one's gold When you get lonely remember this letter my own But don't try to reach me, though I've suffered anguish untold If you don't love me I just wish you would leave me alone
While I am writing this letter I think of the past And of the promises that you have broken so free And to this old world I'll soon say my farewell at last Yes, I will be gone when you read this last letter from meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.