Mrs. Rita

I can see it in her letters on the paper with her pen Her response is getting stranger Think she's coming round again So tell me, Mrs. Rita, what's it say in my tarot Read my palm and tell me why do lovers come and go Is she coming round for me once again Around or was that the end I just hope she's coming round again I've been keeping myself busy with my books and with my tapes And every day's much better since I've slowed my drinking pace There's no swimming in the bottle It's just someplace we all drown I lost myself in sorrow, I've lost my confidence in doubt Is she coming round for me once again Around or was that the end I just hope she's coming round again Get in the car and drive through town Down the block and back around Pretending that she's there with me, we drive Gone forever Well, my patience keeps me plaintive, my high hopes keep me alone My lover's will is shaken I wish she would just come home So tell me, Mrs. Rita, what's it say in my tarot Read my palm and tell me why do lovers come and go Is she coming round for me once again Around or was that the end I just hope she's coming round again I just hope she's coming round