Mother Mother - Letter Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Letter By Mother Mother?
I wrote my letter, yeah I wrote my letter today
The little letter gonna have to go a long, long way I miss my lover, yeah I write a letter everyday The only thing is that my lover don't ever write me Yeah Oh, I want a letter to read All that I had All that I ever loved is lost in the past I want a letter, want a letter, want a letter to Read all alone, me and your memory before I let go I want a letter, want a letter, want a letter to read I wait all day by the mailbox on the street The postman don't stop he just walk past me Maybe it's the way that is meant to be, yeah Maybe it's the way I'm supposed to grieve Yeah Oh, I want a letter to All that I had All that I ever loved is lost in the past I want a letter, want a letter, want a letter to Read all alone, me and your memory before I let go I want a letter, want a letter, want a letter to read Love is just a syllable, and pain's the same (pain's the same) So is it just a little overkill writing the days away? I wrote my lover, yeah I wrote my lover today The little letter gonna have to go a long, long way I want a letter, want a letter, want a letter I want a letter, want a letter, want a letter All that I had (all that I had) All that I ever loved is lost in the past (lost in the past) I want a letter, want a letter, want a letter to Read all alone (all alone) I want a letter, want a letter, want a letter to Before I let go (I let go) I want a letter, want a letter, want a letter to read |
Who Wrote Letter By Mother Mother?
Ryan Lee Guldemond, Brian John Howes, Jason Arie Van Poederooyen, Brian Howes
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What's The Duration Of The Letter By Mother Mother?The duration of Letter is 3:54 minutes and seconds. |
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