I was sitting at home, an afternoon
Looking for some notes, going through my room
I found this letter you wrote to yourself
It wasn't about you, but of somebody else
That piece of paper was the most beautiful I've seen
But then I know exactly what you mean
When it was written I was too blind to see
That all your love belonged to me
But I pray you still feel the love
To me your love is a gift from above
A gift from above
Without you near, my life feels hollow
Without you near, I can´t beat the sorrow
But when you're near our love is warm and I know
That when you're here I can face tomorrow
Now I´m waiting for you to come home
Reading this letter made me feels so alone
I wanna tell you just how I feel
And then help you so those wounds may heal
And I pray you still feel the love
To me your love is a gift from above
A gift from above
Without you near, my life feels hollow
Without you near, I can't beat the sorrow
But when you're near our love is warm and I know
That when you're here I can face tomorrow
Without you near, my life feels hollow
Without you near, I can't beat the sorrow
But when you're near our love is warm and I know
That when you're here I can face tomorrow
That when you're here I can face tomorrow