Letters Never Sent

Carly Simon · Letters Never Sent [1994]

In a suitcase tied with string

On the highest shelf

In the closet down the hall

Hidden from myself

Fits of madness, pools of grief

Fevers of desire

How peculiar these remain

Salavaged from the fire



For some I crumpled

Some I burned

Some I tore to shreds

Lifetimes later, here they are

The ones I saved instead

Letters never sent to you

Letters never sent to you

Letters I never sent

Letters never sent to you



Never reached their destination

Mostly born of pain

Resurfaced with the purpose of

A trip down memory lane



Broken hearted, breaking hearts

All the ways it went

Evidence of what I saw

In my experiments



Life's a riddle

Life's a dream

Life's an accident

Now I'm gonna set them free

Letters never sent



Letters that I never sent

Letters never sent to you

Letters that I never sent

Letters never sent



Life's a riddle

Life's a dream

Life's an accident

So glad I saved them, here they are

Letters never sent