Pens and Needles

I miss you most on winter mornings as we drift we slip through evenings, whoa-oh we drive into the cold and dark with fingers crossed I follow your lies to avoid from getting lost And all I had was the memory of what was so let's pretend it never mattered to us I hope this message finds you well I never thought I'd live to tell Just to survive we do what we can we read the maps and signs, and we make the plans by our design I write it down to get me by the worst time in my life And all I had was the memory of what was so lets pretend it never mattered to us I hope this message finds you well I never thought I'd live to tell what's a dream and what is real, the way I really feel I hope this message finds you well I never thought I'd live to tell what's a dream and what is real? so let's pretend this is the ending (ending...ending) to the message i've been sending (sending...sending) And all I had was the memory of what was so lets pretend it never mattered to us I hope this message finds you well I never thought I'd live to tell what's a dream and what is real, the way I really feel