I'm walking around with my head stuck in a fog
I found the mailman like a lovesick dog
He never did reply to all the words I wrote
back then But maybe you just couldn't find a pen
Could it be you had nothing to say?
I'm still checking on that mailbox every day
I never could quite figure out the how and why and when
And maybe you just couldn't find a pen
I pray that mail will come through sun and rain and snow
And if I change address you'll be the first to know
I'm impatient in most everything I do And I'm waiting on you
So call me the eternal optimist
Forever casting for the catch I missed
Darling I'm just waiting on that letter from a friend
And maybe you just couldn't find a pen
I pray that mail will come through sun and rain and snow
And if I change address you'll be the first to know
Send the word and you and I can rendezvous
In a year or two
So call me the eternal optimist
Forever casting for the catch I missed
Darling I'm just waiting on that letter from a friend
And maybe you just couldn't find a pen