Send Me a Line
Words & music by Judith Owen
I've got my own broke way of thinking
I knew I'd blown it from the start
Why'd I go and write the things I had to say?
Second guess myself when it was too late too late
And now my heart is out there sinking...
Oh, buddy won't you send me a line
Send me a line
Oh, buddy won't you send me a line
I'm dying here
I'm stuck here waiting for your answer
Don't want to close this screen at all
I could go out shopping, give my girls a call
'Cause I am free to go wherever I want, I want but
I can't seem to make it out the door
Oh. buddy won't you send me a line
Send me a line
Oh. buddy won't you send me a line
I'm dying here
Buddy won't you spare me some time
Spare me some time
Oh buddy won't you send me a line
I'm dying here