Burning Paper

I wrote you a letter, but I threw it away

I knew I would, I would if I waited a day

It made me feel better, what I had to say

I knew it would - it did, but I waited.

I hardly bothered, though I laboured all day

I work so hard, there's no time left to please you

The day I decided I had nothing to say, I'll never learn

I'm burning all this paper away.

A rhythm in your walking tree

It's a tapestry of pride you're weaving

Over, under, ropes of wonder, tie me to a chair.

I'm dirty feet on your clean white shoes,

I'm the man of the mess that greets you

Been graced with a slap in the face, tangled in your hair.

I think it's time you let me go

I'm too in love; let me go

I think it's time you let me go

I'm too in love.

I think it's time you let me go

I'm too in love; let me go...

A rhythm and you're walking true

It's a tapestry of pride you're weaving

Over, under, ropes of wonder, tie me to a chair.

I'm dirty feet on your clean white shoes

I'm the man of the mess that greets you

Been graced with a slap in the face, tangled in your hair.

I wrote you a letter, but I threw it away

I knew I would, I would, if I waited a day

It made me feel better, but I have to say

I'll never learn, I'm burning all this paper away.

I'm burning all this paper away.

I'm burning all this paper.