Here's to the letters I'll never send to you
To the thoughts that will always be bluer than blue
To the poetry that you will always be the subject
To the songs that your ears always reject
I'm just saying, I'll stop explaining
I'll stop complaining
And you should be thinking
Why is that?
What should I do?''
You should wonder
Why I am this colder
Hey, I'm just saying...
I will say nothing
You should know better
That I needed your shoulder