Oh I've been writing letters I don't think I'll ever send
And I've been making plans I don't believe
I'm counting down the days until I've got it figured out instead of
Counting down the nights to Christmas Eve
And we've been holding off on growing old until we know what kind of
Legacy we can expect to leave behind
And I don't know if it's me or if it's what I wanna be
Or if it's up to us or if it's been divined
But I would never guess
We'd go through any less
It's a dog's life at the end of the day
Wash down the year
And hold me near
And trust the wind to dust the nights away
Now I've been writing letters I don't think I'll ever send
And having conversations in my head
I'm hanging all my hopes and dreams and setting them aglow
And hanging socks above the fireplace instead
And we've been trying to remember if we're doing just okay
Or if we're lost and falling very far behind
I think that we'll agree if I keep you and you keep me
From messing up, then we could have some peace of mind
But I would never guess
We'd go through any less
It's a dog's life at the end of the day
Wash down the year
And hold me near
And trust the wind to dust the nights away