Текст песни The Letter

Postman handed me a little red letter

Like the kind she use to five me back when we were still together

Show how she cared, I knew that writing anywhere

Postmark said it got sent from up a Cairns

She always liked the warmer weather so I guess it makes sense

Why she'd leave me, and life we'd lead

That she had the bluest eyes I'd ever seen

Now all of those food old days are just good old memories

How I miss the moon lit nights

Wrapped up by a fire light

Her next to me, I could feel her breathe

That thing she did with her hair

I'd touch her lips and hold her near

I'm going crazy, Oh, I miss my baby

And the us we were making

I couldn't help but wonder as I pulled the flap from under

If it might have neen touched by those pretty red lips

Mine used to kiss, but no can only miss

A few lines of small talk it made me smile
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And I hadn't been called butter cake in a while

It's hard to be sad, when she makes me laugh

It hit me like a shot from a gun

When the tone of her words changed

She said I've got something to tell you baby

And I hope you feel the same

How I miss the moon lit nights

Wrapped up by a fire light

Your holding me, I could feel you breathe

Oh, baby I miss my man

I'm going crazy, Oh, I miss my baby

And the us we were making

How I miss the moon lit nights

Wrapped up by a fire light

Her next to me, I could feel her breathe

That thing she did with her hair

I'd touch her lips and hold her near

I'm going crazy, Oh, I miss my baby

And the us we were making