Lyric

I found it by the lamp

That old brown envelope

My name in fading ink

And your goodbye in smoke

A crease on every corner

A stain like cheap red wine

I held it to my heart

Like it might change my mind

The wax was cracked and cold

The paper trembled thin

I knew before I read

What kind of blues were in

Blues in an old envelope

Blues in an old envelope

You sent your tears to me

And shut the door so slow

Blues in an old envelope

Blues in an old envelope

I fold it up again

But I still let it show

The lamp threw amber shadows

Across my table bare

Your words walked out in heels

Then vanished in the air

You wrote about the winter

The train, the rain, the cost

I read between the lines

And found the love you lost

The last line cut me clean

A soft and final sting

It said you missed my voice

But missed a thousand things

Blues in an old envelope

Blues in an old envelope

You sent your tears to me

And shut the door so slow

Blues in an old envelope

Blues in an old envelope

I fold it up again

But I still let it show

Now the sax in the corner

Tells me what you meant

A silver thread of sorrow

Through a torn-out rent

I should let it go

I should let the past

But every time I breathe

That paper holds me fast

Blues in an old envelope

Blues in an old envelope

You sent your tears to me

And shut the door so slow

Blues in an old envelope

Blues in an old envelope

I fold it up again

But I still let it show

Old envelope

Cold envelope

I hear your blue ink call

Old envelope

Folded slow

And I can't let you fall