Lyric

I switch my phone completely off

The messages keep pouring in

I don’t want to read them anymore

I’ve had enough of progress’ spin

Wouldn’t it be better, old-fashioned

To take a pen, and write a note?

And drop a tear upon its paper

Then read it by the candle’s glow

It carries warmth of hope inside

A beating soul within each line

It warms you through the frost outside

And cools your fire when heat aligns

Again, your heart begins to race

The postman walking down the lane

Perhaps a miracle will come

A message carried through the rain

From the bag, seemingly bottomless

You take a priceless envelope

Your feelings overflow completely

A shiver runs through every hope

With both hands gently, carefully

You open up that tender note

You’ll believe in what seems impossible

So much it meant, the words you wrote

You’ll read the letter over, over

Its warmth will linger through your heart

A greeting from those you’ve known forever

And loved deeply right from the start