Letters in the Mailbox

Letter's in the mailbox

It's close to Christmastime

Lots of office parties and blinking colored lights

Slappin' on some old cologne

Think I'll buy a ticket home

Letter's in the mailbox

I hear the neighbors scream

Slip on my galoshes and saunter down the street

Stop into a warm cafe

Can't think of any words to say

I write your name

"Baby, I love you, do you miss me so?"

I sign my name

I think I'll put a record on

Letter's in the mailbox

A couple month's gone by

I've been looking forward to reading your reply

"Here's hoping everything's okay,

How's the weather there in Spain?"

You sign your name

"Post script I miss you when it's cold outside"

Signed your name

"I get so lonely this time of year"

Signed your name

The envelope was red and green

I left it on the mezzanine

Letter's in the mailbox

Letter's in the mailbox

Letter's in the mailbox