Another morning, another letter
Again I'm picturing us together...

You convinced me it only rains in Kansas
And every little rain drop was your plan...

We all grew up here
Our birth carves a mark in our minds...

Four desperate kids ready for a risk
We'd do anything for a sweet cigarette and a kiss...

How about you give me the day
To explain why I told you those things...

In this very air that we breathe
These are the voices that are telling us to leave...

There's no written document
Flowers on the walls...

What we were was all a trance
All we wanted was one little chance...

It's surprisingly scary
With a little bit of pain...

I wake up from my first night of sleep in years
I know what insomnia is like, my biggest fear...

I finally looked at the letters that were sent...
I had to write back to tell you I had a major case...

Breathing on the window
To block my view of the road...