Got a box full of letters,
Some things that you might like to see,
But they're all addressed to me
Think you might like to read
Wish I had a lotta answers,
'Cause that's the way it should be
For all these questions,
Being directed at me
I just can't find the time
To write my mind
The way I want it to read
You'll come back again
And I'll still be your friend
I got a lot of your records,
In a separate stack
I wish I had a lotta answers,
But I guess I'll give 'em back
Some things that I might like to hear,
'Cause that's the way it should be
Being directed at me
All these questions
Just can't find the time
To write my mind
The way I want it to read
You'll come back again,
I can't find the time
And I'll still be your friend
The way I want it to read
To write my mind
To write my mind
Just can't find the time
The way I want it to read
