Composed by Stan Rogers | © Fogarty’s Cove Music
Now here’s a picture of me, writing you a love letter
To make me feel better, ’cause I’m so far from home
Now, it seems like forever since the last time I saw you
And I’d sure like to call you ’cause I feel so alone
Now, it’s another cold city but the same old hotel room
They all look the same to me after a while
A bed and a window over some dirty alley
Looking on to the streets meeting nobody’s smile
Now every telephone says, “Hold the line”
Like the preachers did when I was just a kid
And it’s strange how it still touches me after all this time
They said, “Keep your light shining brightly”
And I just can’t take it lightly
I’m still trying to find it
Now, every evening brings another show
To empty faces screaming over too much beer
And what they find to talk about I guess I’ll never, ever know
But I’m leaving tomorrow and I don’t regret it
Just one more town and then I can forget
It’s a picture of me writing you a love letter
To make me feel better ’cause I’ve been feeling low
Hey, it seems like forever since the last time I saw you
But it won’t be much longer, now, look out, honey
You know I’m coming on home