(allison moorer/doyle primm)



I found a letter that you wrote me

It said i was your one and only

And you would never ever leave my loving arms

But the truth is all that matters

Your pretty words no longer flatter

'cause i know they didn't come from your heart



I found your guitar in the closet

I remember when you bought it

And how you serenaded me under the stars

Now there's no one here to play it

You changed your tune, i hate to say it

But the songs didn't come from your heart



In your heart, i believed i'd found the love of my dreams

I hoped my search was through

But now, all i'm finding are memories that remind me

What a fool i was, to think it was true



I found your ring still on my finger

It's been there since we saw the preacher

And swore to him, in front of god, death do us part

It's just a fourteen-carat trinket

But like my promise, i will keep it

Even though it didn't come from your heart

I found a letter that you wrote me