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Just coming home from work To a cold and empty house Can't even eat, so hurt Anticipating on this couch Waiting on the phone to ring Or the sound of your keys I'm faced with this reality That you're not coming home to me
Mailman Is there a letter for me Please make it better for me Say that it's only a dream He's really here with me
Folding up the sheets as I Think about the way it was I'm missing you, I'm not gon' lie You were my first and only love It's taking every piece of me To be strong enough to live Late at night I get so weak It's the fact that you're not here
Mailman Is there a letter for me Please make it better for me Say that it's only a dream He's really here with me
I tried my best to stop you When you were trying to leave I tried to tell you that Your seed's inside of me
Mailman Is there a letter for me Please make it better for me Say that it's only a dream He's really here with me
Mailman Is there a letter for me Please make it better for me Say that it's only a dream He's really here with me
Compositor: Robert KellyEditor: Universal Music Z Songs (BMI)Publicado em 1999ECAD verificado obra #11596224 e fonograma #2003039 em 13/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM