Throwing out the Mail Songtext
von Lunatic Wolf

Throwing out the mail cause the winter′s calling
I make plans to see you but there's always something
Phone′s never ringing
But my diary is empty
My suspicion's in my hand
And I feel lady justice has her hands in the muck


Teaching more than I have been taught
And it's getting heavy
But I won′t give up

Times like this I′m a little watchful
A little more pronounced
She propositions and I sway
I sway my hands
Every thought directs the show