Read me out loud

Sometimes I feel like a letter that’s been lost in the mail.
All these thoughts and all these words, and no one to tell.
Carry me home, open me up,
Read me out loud, deliver me, my love.

I’m on my way to something, but I think I must have took too long.
I’m on my way to something, but I think my destination’s wrong

Twenty years ago or so, someone must have wrote me down.
Letters lining into lips and ears and eyes, a nose, a brow-
Well here I am! My page is full.
I’m writing now, who knows what for.

I’m on my way to something, but I think I must have took too long.
I’m on my way to something, but I think my destination’s wrong

I’m on my way to something, but I think I must have took too long.
I’m on my way to something, but I think my destination’s wrong,
And something is long gone, so deliver me, my love, Deliver me, my love.