Writing the lines
as they come to me
Scratching them out
almost immediately
Don't know
what it's done to me
It's cold and it's wet
it's been raining all night
And there's a letter
I've been trying to write
Something better waiting
somewhere for me
One of them is sitting
on the wrong coast
One awaits an
answer by return post
Waiting waiting
Try to remember
how long it's been
There was more to us
than paper and pen
Think how easy
it is to conceal
And I know
when we're together again
We'll be strangers
for an hour and then
We'll have to figure out
if this thing is real
One of them is sitting
on the wrong coast
One awaits an
answer by return post
Waiting waiting
Cold and wet
Raining all night
There's a letter
I've been trying to write
Something better
waiting for me
One of them is sitting
on the East coast
One awaits an
answer by return post
Waiting waiting
Take a drink and
staring out the window
Wondering how
long this can continue
Waiting waiting