Mailbox
Don't know how many glances it would take
I keep on peeking at our stories
Hidden in our secret mailbox
Waiting for a continuation
And yet if I leave you the pen
A dot is much too hard to add
Words run and fade away
Until we realize it's empty
And I'll take a deep breath and let go
Of all the stories that were told
Let them rest under a lock
Till you bring it back to me, till you bring it back
Till you bring back the key and open it
Well I'm glad we both signed them
I'm glad we both lived them
And I'm ready to wait a bit... more
(Back to me, back to me)
And I'll take a deep breath and let go
Of all the stories that were told
Let them rest under a lock
Till you bring it back to me, till you bring it back
Till you bring back the key and open it
And I'll take a deep breath and let go
Of all the stories that were told
Let them rest under a lock
Till you bring it back to me, till you bring it back
Till you bring back the key and open it
Back to me, back to me
Back to me, back to me
Back to me, back to me
Back to me, back to me
Back to me, back to me
Back to me, back to me
I'm glad we both wrote them
I'm glad we both remember them
And peak at the mailbox every now and then
I'm glad you let me
Say it all so frankly
And I'm ready to keep them safe
I'm glad you'd have me
Say it all so bluntly
But I wasn't ready to let you go
I keep on peeking at our stories
Hidden in our secret mailbox
Waiting for a continuation
And yet if I leave you the pen
A dot is much too hard to add
Words run and fade away
Until we realize it's empty
And I'll take a deep breath and let go
Of all the stories that were told
Let them rest under a lock
Till you bring it back to me, till you bring it back
Till you bring back the key and open it
Well I'm glad we both signed them
I'm glad we both lived them
And I'm ready to wait a bit... more
(Back to me, back to me)
And I'll take a deep breath and let go
Of all the stories that were told
Let them rest under a lock
Till you bring it back to me, till you bring it back
Till you bring back the key and open it
And I'll take a deep breath and let go
Of all the stories that were told
Let them rest under a lock
Till you bring it back to me, till you bring it back
Till you bring back the key and open it
Back to me, back to me
Back to me, back to me
Back to me, back to me
Back to me, back to me
Back to me, back to me
Back to me, back to me
I'm glad we both wrote them
I'm glad we both remember them
And peak at the mailbox every now and then
I'm glad you let me
Say it all so frankly
And I'm ready to keep them safe
I'm glad you'd have me
Say it all so bluntly
But I wasn't ready to let you go
Credits
Writer(s): Eliša Papić
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