Connie Kaldor Follow

I got your letter in the mailbox this morning read it immediately
I savor every word that you write
In your letter to me

I like the parts that make be blush
Oh you devil you
And where you write sentimental stuff
As only you can do

But where you write me that you miss me
I read that part over and over and
Where you write me that you love me
I read that part over and over and over and over again

I read your letters over cappuccino
Just as if you were here
And it's embarrassing but I'll imagine
You're whispering in my ear

I like the parts that you write in French
And I'm not quite sure what you say
And the parts you describe me
In all those flattering ways

But where you write me that you miss me
I read that part over and over and
Where you write me that you love me
I read that part over and over and over and over again

All day long I'm out in traffic
I've got meetings, I've got things I've got to do
But if I get even a moment to myself
I slip a look at that letter from you