Woke up on Monday, wrote you a love song, wrote you a love song
Well the pen stopped and the paper flew out the window
And the notes ran down the road
I don't know where they'll go, get caught in the trees I suppose
I'm ripped apart by the birds and the winter winds whisper goodbye to your love, to your love
We're now walking into a storm, into a storm
Follow what I thought was your voice, that he was just from the riverside
I don't know where they'll go, but I cast the letters you wrote, taken out by the current
I'll sing to the bottom, say a little goodbye to your love, to your love
Well the sky's dark and the wind blew the trees down
I watched as the world slipped away
I crawled down to the bottom to find my love song, then I carried the world to the fire
I stare at him in the glow, where the branches burn alone
I start shooting at light stars and in the morning, say a little goodbye
To your love, to your love
I'll carry this song with me every day, till I lie down by your side
