he used to write me letters

Met you down on the coast in the spring By the cliffs near the water All the flowers in bloom, in the mist As the sun's getting hotter Jumping from up above Till we crash into waves way down below I remember that day vividly Still have the postcard that you wrote I always wondered what happened to you Will we ever get our rendezvous? Your handwriting is like a tattoo On my mind, I can't remove Back when I was cold He used to write me letters down from Mexico And I could feel the heat come through, come through All the warmth I felt from you, from you But then, I felt him let go He used to write me letters from Colorado And I could feel the ice come through, come through It would all be ending soon, so soon