Turn Around

When all of the leaving is done
I’ll be on my own, be on my own again
Been raping myself every night
With toughts of you on my mind

“Take a look around”, she said
Until you find the one you need
And I turned around, turned around
Until I faced her all again

Love letters can arrive at any time of the day
Because they are not sent by regular mail
Now that the mailbox is full
I can’t seem to reach you anymore

Now that I have faced the war
I am ready to face it some more
Whatever you throw my way
I can’t say, why I’m ready to stay
War letters can arrive at any time of the day
Because they are not sent by regular mail
Now that I am down on the field
You won’t receive any more lines from me