When My Letters Are Few

I wake up, I get out of bed
I want to write you a letter, but I sit here instead

I miss my love, I miss my love, I miss my love, I miss my love

I look out the window, and what do I see
Someone's standing outside in the rain and I think that it's me

I keep my feelings locked up in a safe
But they won't stay when they're ready to vacate

I miss my love, I miss my love, I miss my love, I miss my love
I miss it so much

I look out again, and what do you know
Someone's standing outside in the blistering cold
But I wouldn't be here if I'd only known
It's not my fault, no one told me that it's going to snow
It's going to snow

Some people tell me I'm giving up choice
By gaining a cause and losing my voice

I miss my love, I miss my love, I miss my love, I miss my love

So I'll stand in the rain, and I'll stand in the snow
And you think that it's gone because it's grown so cold
But please give me patience when my letters are few
My face may grow old, but my love is still brand new