Letters from the Old World Verse 1 I found your letter in the morning rain, calling my heart by its childhood name. Every little word, every faded line, takes me back to another time. You wrote about the streets where the old bells ring, where the mothers cry and the children sing. I can almost see it when I close my eyes, a painted moon in a velvet sky. Pre-Chorus And I feel it rising, rising through me, like a song from a broken sea. I hear you calling, calling my name, through the neon and the rain. Chorus Letters from the Old World, shine like fire in the rain. Letters from the Old World, bring me back again. Oh-oh, I can feel them calling, oh-oh, through the night so cold. Letters from the Old World, still light up my soul. Verse 2 The city lights are flashing blue and white, but they can’t erase what I dream at night. There’s an old guitar in a far-off room, playing love beneath a foreign moon. I carry every story underneath my skin, a little prayer that pulls me in. No matter how far I run from yesterday, the old world never fades away. Bridge If I lose the past, do I lose my name? If I chase the future, will it feel the same? Turn up the radio, let the memories roll, I hear the old world singing in my soul. Final Chorus Letters from the Old World, shine like fire in the rain. Letters from the Old World, bring me back again. Oh-oh, I can feel them calling, oh-oh, through the night so cold. Letters from the Old World, still light up my soul. Outro Oh-oh, they keep on calling, oh-oh, they won’t let go. Letters from the Old World, take me home.
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