Whitney Houston – Dear john letter
I´m sitting here
in my own head
thinking how
you can be staring in
got my number 2
and I´m writing you
contemplating on
the way we were with each of you
on the fire place
with the mailman
should I tellya
or should I hold it in
if my heart wasn´t in it
baby, you can just forget it
I´d be gone in a New York minute
You never give me attention
I know you don´t have bad attentions for us
so I´m writing you
but, I always fail to mention
cause you know I really don´t like to fuss
so I´m gonna hold it in
I´m writing you a dear John letter
I tried to try to stay
but it never got better
I couldn´t tell you face to face
but I, I have to let you know
sometimes I want to hit the door
I´m writing you dear John
sometimes I think
that I´ve had enough
my hand?s freezing
and I can´t write fast enough
I wanna get away
but I can´t obey
when my heart speaks
you know I´m listening
somedays, I´m ready to jet and
somedays, I wouldn´t forget and
somedays, I´m still in love with you
somedays, I´m sad and blue