| Song | If I Wrote You |
| Artist | Dar Williams |
| Album | Many Great Companions |
| 作词 : Williams | |
| I never thought you were the letter writing type | |
| So now I see the words you chose the way you write | |
| So I started to write back about the trees in the snow | |
| And I saw a bird, couldn't see what it was but | |
| I thought you'd know | |
| You always surprised me | |
| And if I wrote you | |
| If I wrote you | |
| You would know me | |
| No, noAnd when the spring came and flooded all the streams | |
| It's like how you got the night you told me all you dreams | |
| And when the barn roof sagged after an icy bout | |
| It's like how you got when you knew the truth was the only way out | |
| But not the only way, oh no | |
| And if I wrote you | |
| If I wrote you | |
| If you would know me | |
| And you would not write me again | |
| No, noWe drew our arms around the bastard sons | |
| We never would drink to the chosen ones | |
| Well, you know the way | |
| I left was not the way | |
| I plannedBut | |
| I thought the world needed love and a steady hand | |
| So I'm steady now, yeah | |
| And now I'm so happy | |
| I had to tell you | |
| And I love you | |
| And you will not write me again | |
| You will not write me again, no, no | |
| You will not write me again |
| zuò cí : Williams | |
| I never thought you were the letter writing type | |
| So now I see the words you chose the way you write | |
| So I started to write back about the trees in the snow | |
| And I saw a bird, couldn' t see what it was but | |
| I thought you' d know | |
| You always surprised me | |
| And if I wrote you | |
| If I wrote you | |
| You would know me | |
| No, noAnd when the spring came and flooded all the streams | |
| It' s like how you got the night you told me all you dreams | |
| And when the barn roof sagged after an icy bout | |
| It' s like how you got when you knew the truth was the only way out | |
| But not the only way, oh no | |
| And if I wrote you | |
| If I wrote you | |
| If you would know me | |
| And you would not write me again | |
| No, noWe drew our arms around the bastard sons | |
| We never would drink to the chosen ones | |
| Well, you know the way | |
| I left was not the way | |
| I plannedBut | |
| I thought the world needed love and a steady hand | |
| So I' m steady now, yeah | |
| And now I' m so happy | |
| I had to tell you | |
| And I love you | |
| And you will not write me again | |
| You will not write me again, no, no | |
| You will not write me again |