(jesse valenzuela, jim swafford)



You can see it in her letters

On the paper with her pen

Her response is getting stronger

I think she's coming round again

Tell me mrs. rita

What's it say in my tarot

Read my palm and tell me

Why do lovers come and go

Is she coming round for me once again

Around or was that just the end

I just hope she's coming round again

I've been keeping myself busy

With my books and with my tapes

Every day's much better

Since i've slowed my drinking pace

There's no swimming in the bottle

It's just someplace we all drown

I lost myself in sorrow

Lost my confidence in doubt

Is she coming 'round for me once again

Around or was that just the end

I just hope she's coming round again

Get in the car and drive through town

Down the block and back around

Pretending that she's there with me we drive

Gone forever...

My patience keeps me plaintive

My high hopes keep me alone

My lover's will is shaken

I wish she would just come home

So tell me mrs. rita

What's it say in my tarot

Read my palm and tell me

Why do lovers come and go

Is she coming round for me once again

Around or was that just the end

I just hope she's coming round again


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