Last Letter — текст песни (Wanda Jackson)

Why must you treat me as if I were only a friend
What have I done that`s made you so different and cold
Sometimes I wonder if you`ll be contented again
Will you be happy when you are withered and old
I cannot offer you diamonds or mansions so fine
I cannot offer you clothes that your young body crave
But if you`ll say that forever that you will be mine
Think of the heartaches the tears and the sorrow you`ll save
When you are weary and tired of another one`s gold
When you are lonely remember this letter my own
Don`t try to answer though I`ve suffered anguish untold
If you don`t love me I wish you would leave me alone
While I am writing this letter I think of the past
And of the promises that you are breaking so free
But soon I`ll bid my farewells to this whole world at last
I will be gone when you read this last letter from me