whish more a' these words were mine
thanks ray

i hear the mailbox
do it' thing
i hear a goodbye ring
in it's slots
i care nots

i saw the moonlight
i knew it was goodnight
i felt the sunlight
thru my window
but i didn't know

let the machine answer the phone
i got nuttin' ta' say
ta' anyone i know
i ain't wantin' ta' be found
i'm down on the ground

a sound echoes
yes i knows
the hello's
and Goodbye
and i cry
i sigh

same old sound
a'blues
same old
do's what i do's
too many true s
for all the lies
too many blues
for all my tries

i hear the sound
a' bein' on the ground

nuttin' profound
in what i found

lost love
heartache
all a ' the above

let the machine answer the phone
i'm all alone

let the mail go in the slot
i care not

i just be found
down on the ground

nuthin' profound
to be found

with me
nuthin' ta' see
but me
down on the ground