Return Post - Vicki Peterson, Susanna Hoffs

    Writing the lines as they come to me
    Scratching them out almost immediately
    Don't know what it's done to me.

    Well, it's cold, it's wet and 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 (waiting)...

    Try to remember how long it's been
    When there was more to us then 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.

    And one of them is sitting on the wrong coast
    One awaits an answer by return post
    Waiting, waiting (waiting)...

    Cold and wet and rain all night
    There's a letter I gotta write
    Something better is waiting for me.

    One of them is sitting on the east coast
    One awaits an answer by return post
    Waiting, waiting (waiting)...

    And take a drink and staring out the window
    Wondering how long this can continue
    Waiting, waiting...
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