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