Recorded 1987 at Recording Arts with Jon R. on electric guitars, Michael Brignardello on bass, Vince Melamed on synth and me on clavinet / drum programming and vocals

Lyrics

Now every voice I hear I think it’s you
And every time I look I see your face
And I’ll go crazy if it stays this way
If I wait each day to hear from you
 
     But not a letter, not a postcard
     The mailman don’t stop at my door
     This telephone doesn’t ring anymore
     It’s just one more of life’s mysteries
     Another one of loves tragedies
 
Now I don’t get the feeling you’ll be back
At least you’re not beating down my door
I thought you’d let me know what went wrong
But since you’ve been gone not even a word
 
     Not a letter, not a postcard
     The mailman don’t stop at my door
     This telephone doesn’t ring anymore
     It’s just one more of life’s mysteries
     Another one of loves tragedies
 
Solo
 
        Give me one good reason
        One reason for leaving, I need one
 
     But not a letter, not a postcard
     The mailman don’t stop at my door
     This telephone doesn’t wanna’ ring anymore
     It’s just one more of life’s mysteries
     Another one of loves tragedies
     Another one of loves tragedies
     Another one of loves tragedies
 
     Publishing leewardmusic BMI