(Allison Moorer/doyle Primm)

I Found a Letter That You Wrote Me
It Said I Was Your One and Only
And You Would Never Ever Leave My Loving Arms
But the Truth Is All That Matters
Your Pretty Words no Longer Flatter
'cause I Know They Didn't Come From Your Heart

I Found Your Guitar in the Closet
I Remember When You Bought It
And How You Serenaded Me Under the Stars
Now There's no One Here to Play It
You Changed Your Tune, I Hate to Say It
But the Songs Didn't Come From Your Heart

In Your Heart, I Believed I'd Found the Love of My Dreams
I Hoped My Search Was Through
But Now, All I'm Finding Are Memories That Remind Me
What a Fool I Was, to Think It Was True

I Found Your Ring Still On My Finger
It's Been There Since We Saw the Preacher
And Swore to Him, in Front of God, Death Do Us Part
It's Just a Fourteen-carat Trinket
But Like My Promise, I Will Keep It
Even Though It Didn't Come From Your Heart
I Found a Letter That You Wrote Me