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Sadness Flies Away On The Wings Of Time

This year has flown by like the street lights flying past at high speed. Spring showers have already started here and im still posting pictures of the past . . . But then again thats what pictures are. . .

I'd like a flat white, a day of pale skies
And a real kiss

Inside an old house, by the seaside
You can take off my blouse

but take it from me;
I'm disorderly and you'd be off better
writing someone else your love letter
cause I'm always on the road

And of course I wanna know you better
But you know the way it goes

Well a telegram's no substitute
when it comes to living proof

oh go on
and write somebody else,
oh somebody else,
oh anybody...

Your love letter.

So I need a flight home
There's no day to argue
no I need my pillow

Well inside an old house, by the seaside
You can take off my blouse
But take it from me;

I'm disorderly and you'd be off better
Writing someone else your love letter
cause I'm always on the road

And of course I wanna know you better
But you know the way it goes

And a telegram's no substitute
When it comes to living proof

Go on and write somebody else,
somebody else
somebody else a love letter

Oh, living in that chest is a big, big heart
one that I’ve known from the very start

Living in that chest is a big, big heart
one that I’ve known from the very start . . .

Go on, write somebody else your love letter
‘Cause I’m always on the road

And of course, of course I wanna know you better
But you know the way it goes.

LOVE LETTER - LISA MITCHELL