Mittens

[Verse 1] Wandering lonely through the snow streets of New York I stumbled on a thrift store that sold postcards by the yard I bought a mile and shipped them home so I could read Ten thousand ten-word tragedies, the lives these strangers lead To remind myself the things I need [Chorus 1] I once wrote you love songs You never fell in love We used to fit like mittens, but never like gloves [Post-Chorus 1] You left me feeling like we'd never really been in love [Verse 2] Huddled homebound in my place in Holloway I wondered if you even heard those songs I used to play I wrote them as a gift for you and in return You gave a pair of hand-knit mittens to keep my fingers warm So I could play more ignored love songs [Chorus 2] I once wrote you love songs You never fell in love We used to fit like mittens, but never like gloves I once wrote you postcards But you never wrote back You promised me you would and I'm still waiting for that [Post-Chorus 2] You left me feeling like we'd never really been in love Don't want to fit like mittens I want to fit like gloves I want to fit like gloves I want to fit like gloves [Outro] I once wrote you love songs You never fell in love We used to fit like mittens, but never like gloves But never like gloves