Bangles Return Post
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 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...
