Frame

[Verse 1]
Rain pours down and we start
To steer a drift in our hearts
Connection fading ourselves
Dried and emptied the well

[Chorus]
I hope this letter, Finds you well I doubt
By any measure, You think at all about
Our broken record, The shards still in our hands
Forget about it all again

[Verse 2]
Photographs fade away
No memory left in the frame
Won't waste your time won't pretend
I'll ever see you again

[Chorus]
I hope this letter, Finds you well I doubt
By any measure, You think at all about
Our broken record, The shards still in our hands
Forget about it all again