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Alabama

I Write A Little

 

I Write A Little

(альбом: When It All Goes South - 2001)


[Spoken:]
Military mail call....
Wilsom.... Gail... Farrow... Miller... McCan...
Decarlo... Michaels... Harold... Nelson...

I lay out some paper, I take out my pen
Turn on my table-lamp and here I go again
It's time to write a letter, I'm in the mood tonight
Gotta find a way to tell you how I feel inside

So I write a little and I cry a little
It's so hard to find a way to say goodbye a little
But somewhere in the middle, my emotions interfere
So I write a little and cry a little tear
And I die a little wishing you were here

God I miss you, can't be with you
I would kiss you oh, so good
'Cause you're my only cure for lonely
I'd call if I could

So I write a little and I cry a little
It's so hard to find a way to say goodbye a little
Somewhere in the middle, my emotions interfere
So I write a little and cry a little tear
And I die a little wishing you were here

Oh, I die a little wishing you were here

Wishing you were here
I'm writing and wishing you were here
I write a little and cry a little tear

I'm writing and wishing you were here...

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