Photograph (The Soviettes)

It's been a while since the letter But you still got this photograph And everyday that goes by She thinks "boy are you coming back?" She broke down last night But her friends say it's too soon to think like that It feels like the hoping and waiting will bring on a heart attack Every morning she wakes up and she stares at that photograph She crossed her fingers in hopes it will bring him back home at last She's back on the phone, but they say there's too much of a waiting list He's left you behind and alone She thinks "boy, i can't handle this" Is there a next time? About the last time... Was there enough attention? And does he know she loves him? She some them coming She felt her heart break She got the message You know the one that says that he's never coming back