Who Writes Letters Anymore
I was there
When you took your first breath
When my life changed forever
Son, and a brother
We were a growing family then
And I knew you would take the world by storm
The two of you together
One day in a cub scout uniform
The next in a tux
Going to your senior prom
Oh how I remember those days
When you needed me to tie your shoes
And mend those skinned up knees
But this is now
My world has gotten smaller
While yours has gotten bigger
We seem so far apart
But you'll always be in my heart
Son, I love you
Send it in a text
Because who writes letters anymore?
And here I go again
Power of a guilty conscience
Regret is a lonesome pleasure
So many get
When the memories come
Makes me wonder why
If only I knew then
What I know now
But I love you son
And that's all that matters.
Even though the nights stay long
I dream for you to be strong
Keep the faith my boys
You'll need it to keep you
When you've had a bad day
And answers don't come easy
Cause life is like that
You never know what your gonna get
But I'd make a bet
It won't keep you down
Cause I'll be prayin
In the silence of my room
For angels like your mother
To remain at your side
Think I'll send it in a text
Because who writes letters anymore?
And here I go again
Power of a guilty conscience
Regret is a lonesome pleasure
So many get
When the memories come
Makes me wonder why
If only I knew then
What I know now
But I love you son
And that's all that matters now
Take care
No text today
Because I still write letters.
Dad
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