While I Am Writing Letters

the city wears a winter coat
and winter holds her still
dreaming of higher places
staying put until

time's gonna change your weary
time's gonna change your weary
time's gonna change your weary
time's gonna change your weary voice

and i think i had a thousand dreams last night
that you drove away forever
and you're reading under candlelight
while i am writing letters

time's gonna change your weary
time's gonna change your weary
time's gonna change your weary
time's gonna change your weary voice