Letters (Acoustic) - Live at Attica

So you sit up thinking should I or don't
Then you wrote all the letters that I'm reading now
Each torn out page date stamped at the top
Now I'm struggling with a dream I don't wanna stop
You want me to walk
Well I'm walking
This morning I relived all the words that you used
Some poet's point disguised and confused
It's hard to see them now that your gone
You know we never started how we meant to go on
You want me to walk
Well I'm walking
Don't want me to talk
I'm not talking
Trace each line with the tip of a pencil
Swinging on the chair, tapping my temple
So long you've been at my shoulder
Every line a part of me, now apart from you
You want me to walk
Well I'm walking
Don't want me to talk
I'm not talking
You want me to feel
Like I made you feel
Well maybe I'm able
But I've got to leave it
Step into the water late in the evening
You said you're right at home and you're never leaving
Car lights shimmers across the water
As I thought this was nice you came a little closer
You want me to walk
Well I'm walking
Don't want me to talk
I'm not talking
You want me to feel
Like I made you feel
Well maybe I'm able
But I've got to leave it
You want me to walk
Now I'm running
Don't want me to talk
Well I'm screaming out
You want me to feel
Like I made you feel
Well maybe I'm able
But I've got to leave it
Maybe I'm able
Maybe I'm able
But I've got to leave it