Vārdi: Kelly Buchanan. Bastard Daughter. Letter In Your Mailbox.

There?s a letter in your mailbox
Shred it up, throw it away
I might have said a bit much
I dropped a couple dead giveaways

Like you could never want somebody like I want you
I just said half the things that I wanted to
I could lose my calm, I could lose my cool
I could shout the truth
I care about you
You are not just a one night stand like I wish I could pretend you were

I kissed you with my eyes closed
Even then imagining your face
I denied saying anything
But really I was whispering your name

Cause you could never want somebody like I want you
I just said half the things that I wanted to
I could lose my calm, I could lose my cool
I could shout the truth
I care about you
You are not just a one night stand like I wish I could pretend you were

We could cut it off so clean, indifferent and friendly
But that?s not enough for me, so I am gambling our perfect ending
Could this be a new beginning? Do you feel like me?

Tell me do you want me, honey, like I want you?
Did you say half the things that you wanted to?
Would you lose your calm, go on lose your cool,
Go on shout the truth:
Do you care about me too?
You are not just a one night stand
You are not just a one night stand
You are not just a one night stand like I wish I could pretend you were

So tell me it meant something
I saw it in the glow of your face
And a touch so delicate
Anything but meaningless

Tell me do you want me, honey, like I want you?
Did you say half the things that you wanted to?
Would you lose your calm, go on lose your cool,
Go on shout the truth:
Do you care about me too?
You are not just a one night stand
You are not just a one night stand
You are not just a one night stand like I wish I could pretend you were