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