I'm walking around with my head stuck in a fog I hound the mailman like a lovesick dog You never did reply to all the words I wrote back then But maybe you just couldn't find a pen Could it be you had nothing to say I'm still checking on that mailbox every day I never could quite figure out the how and why and when And maybe you just couldn't find a pen I pray that mail will come through sun and rain and snow And if I change address you'll be the first to know I'm impatient in most everything I do And I'm waiting on you So call me the eternal optimist Forever casting for the catch I missed Darling I'm just waiting on that letter from a friend And maybe you just couldn't find a pen I pray that mail will come through sun and rain and snow And if I change address you'll be the first to know I'm impatient in most everything I do And I'm waiting on you So call me the eternal optimist Forever casting for the catch I missed Darling I'm still waiting on that letter from a friend And maybe you just couldn't find a pen