Byline

I read by line, by line, by line Some words of yours, some words of mine Some sentiments are best forgot Some letters read then folded shut The profile on a postage stamp I traced it by my reading lamp Remembered when I'd sit and wait Then marked our parting from that date I read by line, by line, by line That old sarcastic Valentine That you denied you'd sent to me Then took it back It's a thought that we shared, a careless phrase A curse or a joke, some words of praise But I didn't write Did you wonder why? It was the easiest way to say "Goodbye" You'll see my photo beside the article That's just some guy I used to know I was never his He was always mine But I wrote him off by line, by line By line, by line, by line, by line By line, by line, by line, by line