I don’t think I can see you
She said
But I thought you begged me to come

You’ll write beautiful poems
She said
But I thought we were going to make music

You’ll look back on all this and laugh
She said
We were going to look forward and smile

I hope you can sell your tickets
She said
I hope you can sell your dreams

Forget me and have a great time
She said
I’ll remember you forever

I’ve still got all your letters
She said
Why? What do they mean to you?