Letters From The Road - Sheena Easton

Getting together and being apart is so hard to do

Leave if you gotta, stay if you want, now it’s up to you

It must seem like some crazy dream that you’re living through

When you’re lying around in some far off town making love to someone new

Letters from the road

Telling me that you won’t be coming back

I don’t know

All I get are these letters from the road

If we’re through, it’s time to you to let me know the score

If we’re not, it’s time that you came home when the show once more

All these lonely lonely nights in the back rooms of your life

It’s hard to lose when you’re paying your dues

It cuts you like a knife

Letters from the road

Telling me that you won’t be coming back

I don’t know

All I get are these lonely letters from the road

Telling me that you won’t be coming back

I don’t know

All I get are these letters from the road

Letters from the road

Telling me that you won’t be coming back

I don’t know

All I get are these sad lonely letters from the road

Telling me that you won’t be coming back

I don’t know

All I get are these letters from the road