The Letter - The Pretty Things

She wrote me a letter,

From the green fields it came.

She wrote me a letter,

Trying to explain.

Now living came easy,

In velvet valleys of sun,

She wrote me a letter…

She wrote me a letter,

So many questions she asked,

She knew I just couldn’t answer,

For they were all in the past,

City life was too heavy,

So she had run for the hills,

She wrote me a letter, in the rain.