Rob Scallon - Letters From Boston
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I’ve been spending more time inside
now that the winter is here
and I wait for the sun to rise
or the mail to bring a letter sent to me
from a pad and a pen
more then a friend out east
and I am hoping
that this is more to you

I look through my room and I’ll find again
the letters from you in Boston
and I can’t wait to spend
the rest of the summer with you

I’ve been spending more time inside
now that the winter is here
and I wait for the sun to rise
I can wait for the seasons to change
and the summer can bring the warmth and the leaves
and you back to me

bring you home
to these suburbs of Chicago
bring you home

I look through my room and I’ll find again
the letters from you in Boston
and I can’t wait to spend
the rest of the summer with you

I can’t wait to spend
the rest of the summer with you