Early morning yesterday
Came your letter just to say
I am sorry we had our foolish fight
And I'll come back
late tonight
I was restless,
haste the floor
And I listened
at the door
For your footsteps to bring you home to me
And I'm waiting,
still waiting
Is it to be my only souvenir Of all the love that once was mine?
You wrote me,
was it true?
That you don't love
someone new?
Were you lying?
There's no one who can say
