It's like I'm writing a letter and I put in a twelve-ounce bottle of Heineken In the Atlantic on a whim 'cause I know I've been gone too long But I'm writing a song It's like I'm writing a letter, but I'm writing a song. It's like I'm writing a letter, but I'm writing a song. It's like I'm writing a letter, but I'm writing a song. Can you just bear with me? We were ten years in And young and dumb and innocent, my friend but I knew all along that we were both wrong It's like I'm writing a letter, but I'm writing a song. It's like I'm writing a letter, but I'm writing a song It's like I'm writing a letter, but I'm writing a song I didn't leave ya, I still see ya When I'm bumping Ashanti, yeah, on a beach, yeah I didn't hold ya, but I still know ya We will make up, make things right when we get older, friend Twin, twin, twin You and I, we drifted apart Twin, twin, twin Like the white clouds under the stars Do you feel a way I blamed the timing? Wasn't timing. We was fighting and colliding, man I just couldn't stay And I keep your name so, so, so tightly to my heartbeat Guess I lost you and you lost me, but I put fuel to your flame I didn't leave ya, I still see ya When I'm bumping Ashanti, yeah, on a beach, yeah I didn't hold ya, but I still know ya We will make up, make things right when we get older, friend Twin, twin, twin You and I, we drifted apart Twin, twin, twin. Like the white clouds under the stars Twin, twin, twin You and I, we drifted apart Twin, twin, twin