i finally wrote you the letter
w/ all the things i've been meaning to say
but i was walking to your apartment
& the letter fell out of my pocket on the way
seven pages on 16th street
i lost my words under tires & feet
& you'll probably never have a clue
coz i'll probably never say a thing to you

i've been watching out the window of the bus
every time it passes by
just to see if you were outside
smoking cigarettes & passing time
i think of things that i wanted to say
when i ride by almost every day
but you'll probably never have a clue coz
i'll probably never say these things to you