Текст песни Wanda Jackson - Last Letter
Wanda Jackson - Last Letter слова песни
Why must you treat me as if I were only a friendWhat have I done that`s made you so different and coldSometimes I wonder if you`ll be contented againWill you be happy when you are withered and oldI cannot offer you diamonds or mansions so fineI cannot offer you clothes that your young body craveBut if you`ll say that forever that you will be mineThink of the heartaches the tears and the sorrow you`ll saveWhen you are weary and tired of another one`s goldWhen you are lonely remember this letter my ownDon`t try to answer though I`ve suffered anguish untoldIf you don`t love me I wish you would leave me aloneWhile I am writing this letter I think of the pastAnd of the promises that you are breaking so freeBut soon I`ll bid my farewells to this whole world at lastI will be gone when you read this last letter from me