Old Fashioned Letters.

                                  You still write me old fashioned letters

Put your perfume on the pages

With crossed out words that you took back

Like "do you really miss me?"



but in my own way I take you everywhere I go

And it feels like home

Cause I can hear you say "it's gonna be ok"

This waking life's a dream



but it's not right with me to have to hear your voice

Reaching through the wire

And it's not fair to be 3000 miles away

From California



days like this I feel the distance

I wanna run but I resist it

With cold reminders all around me

Of what I left behind



but it's not right with me to have to hear your voice

Reaching through the wire

And it's not fair to be 3000 miles away

From California..



oh it doesn't feel the same

Nothing feels the same..

Without you.



[CHORUS]



but in my own way I take you everywhere I go

And it feels like home..