Paroles de A letter

And always there is a picture of you and her
Coming home happy from a vacation on the seas
And you looked like a sailor
With a tattoo of an anchor on your arm
Your hair greased back
Face weathered by places and days i'd never seen

Sometimes i read and reread

The birthday card you sent me
When i turned seven
And i know that they will never shine
The way it did that day
When we threw paper airplanes at your head
And sat on your knees laughing